Ask Yourself

A fallen solider,
 another casualty to the gravity of everyday living,
 life can be so unforgiving for those opposed to all of the
 rules
 I never thought the first gunshot
 I'd hear in my home town would hit so close to home
 Family left to take the pain although he took the blow
 Ask yourself would it be easier if there was somebody to blame
 And ask yourself would it make more sense if there was someone
 to hate
 Like father like son born to lose a war no one ever prepared him
 to fight
 It isn't wront it isn't right count your lucky fucking stars
 tonight
 A younger brother who now takes pats on the back that only
 prolongs the grief
 Would you believe somehow life goes on after a tragedy
 A Penny for your thoughts an insight into your demise
 What was it like to see the world through your tormented eyes
 Would we find a tortured soul if we'd taken off your disguise
 Or would we still be left with all these
 Wise Show me someone to blame
 Give me someone to hate