No One Said

And no one said the year
would be like this.
Tangled up in bits.
Forgetful of post war peace.
A dangerous year
when many died.
And the night sky is lit by fire.
And the direction,
too long gone to recover.
Oh those nuclear codes
that we entrust to thee.
Oh those day to day destitutions.
You will learn that killing
is more than just a slogan.
As we sit below and see
the face of a dream
silently fade out to black.