Speccy Head Speaky out the truth

An entire nation once went to War with me! 
Little old me, under attack from a whole country 
I didn't know what to do 
I mean, I was only telling the truth 
I let a handful of people see my idea, 
and they started fighting over it

It wasn't even a particularly meaningful truth. 
Not much reason for it to be taken at any more than face value They tried to use it as currency, 
attempted to apply leverage to their mistakes 
Tried to bring the past to life 
As if time could heal

The missiles were not deadly, 
nor the bullets, 
or the soldier's maladaptive coping strategies 
The fall-out lasted for many years 
In the end, they forgot what they were doing and just fell into automatic pilot mode
They stopped developing more and more sophisticated means of attack 

It didn't last a long time for me 
It must have seemed like an age for them 
Such a waste of energy
The truth will heal them

Abreaction by Spacehaul