Long, long time ago
Not facing his demons
Runs back to find/call men
To chase out trouble from its coven
And make sure demons/issues have no haven
Finds man to pick on, pardon and befriend
Nature and earth to forever apprehend
Refuse the visioned-dream that one day
All [men] shall beg to join the army
Not for endless wars alone, but for living
Eagles pleading/landing to soar in company
Paid by nature and kings
From booties and reserves
Loot, loot, by friends on friends, aliens and fencers [fence sitters]
lifting to their fence what they can
Ideas never stay, the commonness of captains
And soon all human, soldiers, find no difference with the army
He signs with his mobile country
His head/mind he trusts
And breathe for armoury
Men in the rail were reeling/swimming
Wright worked and started flying
One says ‘democracy’, today
All say ‘we must do it’
A soldier man is born
As new wood, into an army he may burn
Fighting a war often boring
Victory or loss he will be burying
Its good for man to learn
The art of living war
Why, what, how shall train a soldier
Foresight of fate, he comes for a reason
He could join the army and never fight,
Or be a warrior that never was infantry
Armies meet, soldiers fight
We can do without armies, but the earth needs soldiers
Soldiers must not fight soldiers, nor armies, armies
But must raise ‘family’
‘fetching water’ they be needing
