Because of War, My Dear
Why has my Father changed?Why can't he see or hear me?
Why doesn't he remember me?
Because of war, my dear.
Why does he look so funny?
Why does he look so strange?
Tell me, please, tell me.
Because of war, my dear.
Why isn't there an eye?
And why hasn't he an ear?
Why, why, why?
Because of war, my dear.
Why does Father lie so silent;
Shedding nary a tear?
Why is he so still?
Because of war, my dear.
Why is he in a black box?
Why are these people here?
Why don't they welcome Father back?
Because of war, my dear.
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