I CAN

I can feel the burn in my muscles.
I can feel the tears on my cheeks.

I can see myself gush crimson liberty upon an empty earth.
I can touch my enemy, his blood is on my hands.

I can taste the sweat drip down my face.
I can taste the dirt grinding between my teeth.

I can hear the frightened men crying in sheer terror.
I can hear the liars saying, "In death we will gain!"

I strive to understand the reasoning in killing for peace.
I stand here and fight for life as I take it away.

These people, they aren't so different from you and I.
But the liars have given us masks so that we can't see.

I bomb a father and shoot someone's uncle,
When really he's nothing but my brother.

It's a hypocrytical and blasphemeous message.
When we hating to gain love come to an end?