Man Of War

Perhaps he taught us not to love ourselves

Then again it could've been something else

Sometimes he thought the whole world of us

Think again he knew how to use his belt

Maybe he taught us not to know ourselves

Then again he knew himself all those years

Sometimes he seemed hard but never absent

Think again he seldom spoke of such fears

Maybe he taught us not to fool ourselves

Then again it might've been something more

Sometimes he looked as though he pitied us

Think again he was our old man of war