My grandfather died of war injuries and left an uneducated widow with seven children in a two bedroom house.
My dad quit school at 14 to support the whole family. Luckily they had a fish boat and a big garden.
I am the first in my family to earn a university degree. It takes generations to recover from the poverty. Its been a long struggle. I still bear the scars and suffer daily when I know that war is waged by profiteers at the expense of honest, hard working people.
Thanks for the lyrics. Wish I could hear the song.