"War"

Maybe I wasn't there
How is it I feel their pain?
How is it I can smell the blood
The dead
And the dying
How is it the tears
Well up in my eyes
I get that lump in my throat
When I see their faces
When I see their faces
And when I see the names
The hundreds of millions
I feel that pain?
I feel the hatred
I feel the regret
In one look
So don't say I can't know
Cause I wasn't there
Though I may not feel the same
I still weep
I feel the sorrow
Though the soldiers are honored
Although heros don't run
Although pain is weakness leaving the body
And though sometimes it's for all the wrong reasons
Noone can glorify death