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A red sun rises With a blood soaked mist. I stand to watch, asking How did it come to this? It started with one shot, a senator hit the floor, Who knew that soon to follow Would be just as many more. We are at war At least, most of us. But will it really be Worth all of this fuss? We must walk on Only with a nod, As we all must ask 'Is there really a god?' Why not stop this now, Must we kill our fellow man? Or are you watching over us With your divine plan? We are already here now, As our country's small bet. It is one which many of us are hoping That we will not regret. Sirens screech as planes fly Making the ground