This is War

A battle cry. A siren’s call.
A one-way street. With traffic stalled.
Is it a trap? It is a game?
A hired gun. To place the blame.
You know what’s left. But not what’s right.
You call it strong? I call it blind.
You used to have. The guts to fight,
But now they’re on the floor…

This. Is. War.