Something that has been circling in my head for a while. This was inspired by Vietnam.

The gun cracks, let's face the facts.

We're acting like fools- using life as a tool.

The world is turning black, please listen Jack,

Please finish school- where I'd always been too cool.

You wanted to act, and mom turned her back,

The world can be cruel, and war is its fuel.

There with come a pact, and let's face the facts.

I won't live to see tomorrow, no matter what I borrow.

It was a smack, as it hacked my heart.

I was a callow; I couldn't follow.

So don't feel no sorrow, as it comes the morrow.

This is actually for my history teacher, Ms. DiPinto. It is inspired by the Veitnam War, which she likes to study.