Shiloh

Can you feel it through the silence

A cry for prudence that will not be heard

Another call to raise a fire

A proposition that will not return

Just like in war where nothing changes

We're pacified

And as before we burn our bridges

Still dead inside

An air of menace so familiar

Just a solution without a cause

It's jingoism without a vision

Abject denial of the prescient flaws

Moving out into the fire

Capitulating to the darkest will

No time to count a test of courage

An instrument in the final kill

Dying flame of the disenchanted

One by one we watch them fall

The bitterness of a generation

A declaration of dishonesty we fail