The Meaning of War

Yesterday I spent the morning mourning. In light of the terror crisis and the refugee crisis and how the line seems to dim between them, Confused and angry I sat in my school hallways pulled out my journal and wrote something.         
I'm angry in this corner where I sit against concrete, on the floor
My heart feels like a hungry hole in my stomach, I'm shaken to the core
Please tell me God, can you hear me?
As I whisper at the stucco roof
Something is going wrong
No one has the love to change it
It's called war
and there's more

We have homeless people running from their land
Gassed away, bombed like only they can understand
And over here we argue if these people plan to murder us in our sleep
Cuz some have a different faith a strange belief
​We have terror to enrage every land
And it seems like we are playing right into their hands
Because nobody wants to be the bigger man

Tears fall onto smooth tile as I mourn
Cuz I remember how you showed a better way
Fear will get us nowhere, fear will force us downward
Fear will only bring us racist hate
Father soften hearts from all this rage
Because I know that only you can do this
Combat all this fearful hate with self-less love
And end this war
Because we can't handle it anymore

Because Chorus

Imagine if for all these years we were being prepared
Just to open up our hearts unto others
Self-preservation won't get us anywhere
We all bleed the same, they are our sisters and brothers
God, teach us again
What it means to love in war
Open our hearts
Open our eyes
To understand more

​That Chorus