Contemporary Art

All that they wanted was for their child to come home,
And they did,
In body bags or without minds or without hope,

We painted their country in red, white and blue,
They didn't ask for our help but still we pursued,
Like a child that never learns,
If you play with fire you will only get burnt.

We painted their country in red, white and blue,
They didn't ask for our help but still we pursued,
Now our blood paints their walls and our bodies fill their graves,
If we hadn't given you the power would it all be the same?