Why the war?

I was young, I was 10 years old... with my brothers hiding inside the house in one room very dark and sounds of bullets in the street like thunder...
The sound of the sprinklers was filling the sky of my little tiny...
Can't watch the stars because the flash of bullets was more...
There were so much horror and little of talk...
We were waiting when someone opened the door and ended our lives...
We were could sniff the death, but we weren't afraid because we usual to see death...

It was my dream: to die without pain or to live without wounds...
all my dreams didn't come true.
In the morning I'm going to school... Nothing happened: just clashes.
I found a bullet on the way to school, I still keep it
The beginning of the war was in 1992 when a party won an election, but the government rejected the election.
The party took up arms and declared war on the government because the government stole its right... And the party was right.
The government has declared war on this party because this party is not in the national interest..... And the government was right

..... War is everywhere in the mountains, the desert, the streets, the cities...
And a war in our hearts and thoughts and a war against our dreams

Now the war is over... The Government took control of everyone and stole all the people's money.
The party's back home with bags full of money.
And the people got hearts full of wounds, broken dreams, and a lot of pain.
And I got this bullet. with a question in my inner: Why the war?

At the beginning of the war, everyone thought he was right.
And at the end of the war, everyone knew he was wrong.
But who paid for this war are the innocents.
The government needed to kill more than 250,000 civilians in order to know it's wrong.