A/N: This is actually a poem I wrote about the Rwandan Genocide. But it reminded me so much of the Ishbal War that I decided to change it around to fit. It kind of goes along with somethings I will be writing in later chapters of The Devil's Arithmetic. Anyway, I hope you like it.


A thousand voices scream at night

A thousand souls are dying

A thousand heartbeats cease to pulse

A thousand lights are fading

A hundred thousand lives are spent

Without end to the fighting

A thousand hopes, and dreams, and laughs

Into the sand are seeping

A thousand red oceans of blood

Follow the children's crying

A thousand pairs of keen red eyes

See through all the lying

A thousand minds rise up to speak

But instead give up trying

A thousand hands reach out in hope--

Please, someone stop the fighting.


A/N: Feedback of any kind is greatly appreciated. Suggestions are very welcome.