Why are we fighting?
Why do we do it?
Not those petty little squabbles
Between friends or family
The blood feuds of olden times
The wars of recent history
We, with so many tears and broken hearts
The beckoning Khaki calls
The piper sets off his message
Send our loved ones off to war
To murder, to kill
And mostly, to inevitably be killed
Come fight for your motherland young ones
Come fight for your freedom
The gun shot-BAM-goes straight to the heart
Making us go defend it
And we follow
But why
Why do we fight for what we need?
Why is it so appealing?
Money can’t buy everything
But it buys our slaughter machines
It buys the lures,
The lure that catch the courageous eyes
Of every young man and now woman out there
Is it worth the price?
The fathers bear it bravely
The mothers turn their heads
Weeping for their lost children
For the baby long gone
Banners fly and snap in the wind
The breezes blow the ash
How many cities felt that blazing heat?
How many houses have gone aflame?
It's not appealing, but appalling!
We want to defend ourselves, yes
BUT- but the people we fight also strive to defend
Their mothers feel our pain
Their fathers bear that burden too
We kill those “wicked”, “yellowbellied” Japanese
We enslave those free labor vessels we called Negroes
We try to enslave other countries,
Trying to force the yoke upon the beast
But would we want that yoke upon us?
Do we want to be killed?
For every “enemy” you kill
You create a widow
You make fatherless child
You form motherless children
You take the life of an inexperienced young soldier
The consequence
It results in a mother,
Crying for her lost child
Her dead child
The one you killed
And then cheered for in victory
We fund the wars, we win the wars,
But the people who die?
We only remember them only as numbers
Statistics
Figures
In war, it turns into a kill or be killed world
So why are we fighting?
What are we fighting for?
Does anyone know?
Or do they just make excuses
Land
Money
Labor
That is all we care for
Is it worth the price?
Why is it our only defense
Peace is an option
We lack the empathy needed
No, it is not worth the price
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Amazing piece of literature you've written here, the way you bend and use language to make such an impact is really fantastic. I have read very few poems on war that have been as good as this one. The only thing i would note down as what could be an improvement, is to get a proper rhyme scheme for your poem, as that tends to make it easier to read as you intended it to be read. Also one thing you should get into the habit of doing is putting punctuation on the end of your sentences as it simply makes it look nicer as well as easier to read. This poem in particular i feel like it might be a tad too long, but that’s not a major issue as its written well enough to be long. i also find it amazing how you were able to write a poem about war without glorifying it and still keep it good. Most poems about war glorify it which isn’t necessarily bad for the poem, since you can get some really good poems out of that but it isn’t the truth, it’s a beautiful lie. What you’ve written on the other hand is the horrible truth. the only other poem of the same theme I’ve read that I liked is Wilfred Owens Dulce et Decorum Est. which I’m assuming you’ve read and if you haven’t I definitely recommend it.
Anyways, keep on writing awesome stuff 
Nicely done! I appreciate the word choice and the wordplay. And of course it is extremely touching and heartfelt.
I would like to congratulate you on the poem itself. War is a difficult concept since it's very straightforward. Two bands fighting, both thinking that the other one is wrong. But the way you described the mother's and father's emotions, and how they only see other soldiers as numbers and statistics made the poem more truthful, enjoyable and engaging.
My only suggestion is that you review the poem's flow. Don't have the same ideas repeating over and over.
But the rest is fine. It's a brilliant piece of work!
This is very emotive, and you have discussed a relevant and past issue using powerful words to evoke questions. Questions reader's will ask themselves, wonder about why society has deemed it ok. Why we put money and time and lives into the barbaric actions? The closing of the poem is where you put it to rest and state it's NOT ok what's happening, however still posing the question 'Is it worth the price?'- continuing to make the reader think and consider their opinions. Very clever - and has an impact on the reader's thoughts. I enjoy your writing
Hello, Waffle here for a quick review/opinion.
I agree with you on many levels; no, it's not worth the price. We are born into a society that is fighting for equality, so why war? We know that we're all human, we know we're all as smart as the next old fart down the road but something tells us that we're better. We are not. We know love, we know life, and many poor souls know death. Why war? There is no logical answer. I mean, you can't explain something logical about something that isn't even logical to begin with. People say, "well do you want to die then?" but that simply is not the point. Get rid of war to begin with and just sort out our differences. High five, AutoPilot for this work of art, for something that makes sense for once.
Waffle~