Untold

Sometimes I wonder
Why we were created
What purpose we hold
In a blue and green world
Why sentences belong
Stories are told
Words are found
Courage is bold
Opinions detonate
Bombs over seas
How a man comes to be
Head high over thee
What is accomplished with war
The title of "better"
To settle the score
Hundreds and thousands are dead
Maybe more
The blood that is spewed
For the pot of God's stew
The men who hanged
Cut the throats
Stopped air
For those who sacrifice
Unaware
The fear of the dark
Nothing to compare
What's actually
In your closet
What's wandering there

For many can wonder
Some don't care
And only a few can dream