We Babies of the War

We babies of the war

We have spanned history from the beginning of time

We are the children raised during and era less sublime

It's all we have known, we were brought up this way

For all of you who say we are the innocent ones, this is what I have to say

 

"We babies of the War" applies to many in this world

We are the ones who have grown up while the countries spat and quarreled

Maybe we are the toddlers of 1941 who remember our mothers' tears,

Or the pre-teens of Vietnam who waved goodbye to our brothers during protests and hippie smears

Possibly, we are the English girls back in 1776

Watching our friends' bright red coats disappear as they headed west on wooden ships

We are the group of youths too young to fight and too old to ignore,

We, my friends, are the babies of the war.

 

We babies of the war have a different face now,

We are "tech-y" and fresh and to no one will we bow.

We like to think we are separated from all conflicts overseas just because it is cozy here,

But are there really any of us untouched by the madness, never gripped by fear?

We all have family or friends who have spent time fighting in Middle Eastern sand,

Now tell me please, that all of this heartache and frustration is something you would have planned.

But we are used to this all, we have seen when whole world hit the floor.

Nothing the news could say will shock us, we are the babies of the war. 

 

We babies of the war were maybe five or six on that fateful day,

When they rammed our towers, killed our people, and now they have to pay.

We watched our country grieve and then our armies move out,

We saw the bubbling hate that starts all wars, there is no doubt.

We cried with friends and waved goodbye as parents shipped away,

To hear the death tolls on the news meant it was just another day.

We all sat and listened as our leaders and politicians repeatedly fumbled,

We saw the looks of horror when the stock market crumbled.

The pinched look of worry on adults' faces has for us been the norm,

We have heard of years of peaceful prosperity, but we have lived our whole lives in this storm.

But we also know and have pride in the fact that our country is great,

If you don't believe me just look at the rest of the world's current state.

We have dreams to help other babies like us, and to prevent this from happening again,

We want to teach the world how to be smart; to stop sinking and learn to swim.

We are intelligent, we are strong, and we want to learn from the past,

We will rebuild this country, we want to build bonds and make them last.

For ten years this war our elders are fighting for us has continued to go strong,

And because we are who we are, we won't be surprised if this war still wages on and on.

 

For those of you who say we are the innocent ones, listen and I will tell you for sure,

 We babies of the war are not babies anymore!