It was theirs, not mine

I did not want the fire and ash

I did not want my husband’s sash

Taken from a battle, bloodied from clash

It was theirs not mine

It was mine not theirs

They did not care for my son’s smile

They did not see my pain worthwhile

They did not care for our lands defiled

It was mine, not theirs

For all my sorrow, they spoke of glory

For all my peace, they spoke of things gory

It leads all people to come to revelation

That a war of hate is never good for our nation.