Politicians count the cost,
But it’s money that matters,
Not lives that are lost.
Another father,
Another brother,
Another husband,
Another son,
But to them he’s just another gun.
Counting the cost,
Seeing what’s left,
To send another loyal soldier,
To an unnecessary death.
Heather Foy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-price-of-war/
