Nameless

Lie in these boxes,

Men and women,

There are so many,

That we say numbers,

And not their names.

Could you even tell me how many?

Sacrificed for your fantasy.

Fighting wars,

That not even a few are meant to see.

Would you stand in front of the bullet?

If you claim that you love those who are now dead.

I don't believe your lies,

You say you want us to prosper,

But people die every day,

In front of our eyes.

So maybe tonight,

Look in the mirror and think again,

Would you, like them,

Ever let go of your name.