War Boy Child

I was inspired to write this by an ex army friend who said some soldiers would offer sweets to the local kids knowing enemy wouldn't fire on them, the human shield (war boy child). Also by Tony Blair's comments years after we went to war. Enjoy, comments good/bad welcome.

A soldiers pride
Slewed movements
Paralysed eyes.
Death stares
A mental prize.
Hunter gatherer
Warrior, trained in pieces.
Mountains, blood fountains
Rivers of seeds.
March forth into the dust, seeking.
If silence is key then show me the lock and door,
We journey on forever more.
How did we get here and what's it all for?
In the still cool night, dogs begin to howl and fight.
Officers
Plot thinkers
Veterans scowl in delight.
A letter home reads,
"Send more sweets."
Hear child of poverty,
Yeah you, take these sugary treats.
Shield me from these insurgents please.
Stay now child and protect my seat.
Oh The War Boy Child.....

BOOM!!
Landmines
IED's
Blown limbs
Families in grief
They went in peace and full of joy.
The politicians and businessmens toys.
Privatised contracts
Fake bodyguards
Sorded supplies
Locals had seen it all before.
Crazed media and tyrant leaders
Tell the public more lies
In disguise and covert denials.
Public unaware
Do they really care?
We fought for freedom
Rules and reasons, but
Who's free?
Who's boundaries?
Hang Blair for treason.
How can a government be so blind?
A coalition to suit their own
Kind
Did you vote for the man unknown?
"I'm sorry there were no weapons of mass destruction, oh yeah, we got it wrong,
I have to go now, to a place I don't belong"
Oil barons
New deals on tender
Does anybody really care
Or will we return to sender?

Oh The War Boy Child
Eager
Trained and lied to, said
Gotta get away from this wasteland
Tyres burning bright in the midnight sand
Soldier takes more hits on a tank
Said Afghanistan made him the man
Been fighting someone else's past
Said he wants to kill someone fast.

Oh The War Boy Child
Grew some minerals
Got himself hired.
On the right side of the wrong war
In a land that's been and passed before.
Where blood money grows
Farmers they know
Nobody wins
Everybody sins.
Oh The War Boy Child