You Kill Them God


	How can I do it God?
		They want me to kill!
			I just can’t do it God
				 . . . I never will.

	If I kill them God,
		Will I ever know,
			If they were the enemy
				 . . . maybe so?

	Still God I'm not sure.
		I don't want to fight.
			You kill them God
				 . . . that’d be alright!

	God can you hear me?
		I'm not going to kill.
			I'll just wait here
				 . . . atop this small hill.

	Shells falling around me.
		Comrades firing back.
			The enemy is near God
			 . . . we're under attack!

	I still can't kill God.
		I don't think its right!
			My men will kill for me
				 . . . they know how to fight!

	It's getting quieter God. 
		Only random firing.
			None from my comrades though
				 . . . they must be tiring.

	Thanks God you saved me.
		I didn't have to kill.
			"Good job brothers
				 . . . we held this hill!"

	"Time to move out men.”
		"Our mission's all done!"
			God they don't answer
				 . . . not even one!

	I think I can kill now!
		My gun's full of lead.
			God you pull the trigger
 				. . . I'll aim at my head!