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War Child
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War Child |
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Yogi Member
since 2001-11-05
Posts 68 |
Morning He sits; gaunt and starving Tears descend with the pain he feels Observing the hurt in his lost eyes He cries out, piecing this still silent air Why Religions fight for there rights Families, struggling with there religious convictions Leaves this child not knowing what to do or say Trembling with fright, confused, waiting for there return Anxiously cries himself to sleep Night Daylight dies, darkness slowly creeps alive Even his shadow has slowly faded away Lost in his own home Peering through cracked walls Hoping for his families return Explosion Deafening sounds bombard his home The silence Shattered Ears covered he tries to drown out this thunderous blast Afraid for his life, he cowers in the darkened room Rocking back and forth staring into a cold black abyss Orphaned No one did return His family lost to this pathetic war He is left alone To starve, a death not deserved The innocent always suffer For Religion War This warfare, which should never be War the world say no more |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Very touching write. Indeed those heartwrenching pictures of children, innocent victims of humanity's ignorance, fanatisms and fatal mistakes, are a constant reminder of how little life is respected and of how urgent it is to CHANGE. Of how urgent it is to learn to LOVE. Thank you. Love, Margherita |
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StevenS Senior Member
since 2005-09-21
Posts 945L. A. (Lower Alabama) |
Good write Yogi, you put a face on the forgotten, the overlooked victims of war. Although the world is full of suffering , it is also full of the over coming of it. Helen Keller |
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