Poetry

War and Despair

written by: des21089

Stealthy shadows slide 'cross the land
Captain, Captain, terrorists at hand
The call is out as the shots ring in the night
While mortar fire fills the children with fright
They stare wide-eyed as the fire billows
While we sleep safe cuddling our pillows
Fire bombs continue falling from the skies
Begin to take over as the children's lullabies
Screams and shrieks fill their ears
As they live constantly stricken by fear
Born into war, raised in despair
While the U.S gets richer, how's that fair?

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