Commodities 

Following you

I came to know

I found about 

misery

How many casualties are

enough to say 

we've won the freedom and land?

I'm not sure anymore 

what we're fighting for

and if it's worth the cost

Fleeing from home

I can see them, our foes

and I'm not sure anymore

if we are right or wrong 

How many casualties are 

enough to claim 

we've got the freedom and land?

Should we wipe away

all of the life, to feel 

we are the most alive? 

Freedom and land 

soldiers and guns

people and vows

they're only commodities to you

Ulysses A.