Someone Else's War

It's dark outside as black as ink
"we're going to war boys"
My heart starts to sink.
The rounds whizz and crack overhead
"Keep yours down or you'll end up dead"
"Don't you worry I'm not coming up"
(I'd end up dead - just my luck).
We make our way
To an old compound
Where only women and kids
Can be found.
"No one here- that's for sure"
"Move on out - we'll look some more!
We carry on into the night
Looking for someone
To take up our fight.
It's hard to find who you're looking for
When you're always fighting
Someone else's war!