Why do Men go to war

In the wet of morning dew

they march on, the time is due

most would wander into great glum

others will bring back a hollow form

some, luck will bear them out

others the devil will never let them out

their dust laden boots 'll ware out

they'll cry to twilight hues, restless

the question why Men go to war will stand

in idleness till all mortal chapters come to end