Maybe it was worth
it, maybe not.
Each life is priceless, yet we paid the price.
Maybe what we gave up you forgot,
Or found some meaning in our sacrifice.
Reason would not choose to let us die
If all the reasons on all sides could be
Against one life forced one whole night to lie,
Letting love run through them honestly.
Deep beneath the normal calculation,
A life is far more precious than a nation.
Yet war survives, and will till all