12/31/07
3:19 P.M.
War
Wars are grasping into this world
You can hear the children's cries
Everybody has left…except for one, one little girl
Behind a chair inside a house
She cries softly
Hiding from the men that have come to her home destroying it
While hearing the others' screams of their last breaths
She wants to help
Wants to get help
Wants to end the hurt
Yet… one voice is not enough
We have lost our selves
Along the way into this war
And stopped becoming a world of
Peace, Joy, Love, happiness
And turning into
Violence, hatred, enemies,
And turning to weapons instead of talking peacefully
Can we not help them?
Can we not stop this madness?
Can we not heal the broken hearted?
Can we not help the people that suffer?
So if we can
Why do we fight?
For peace, even if it causes more deaths
And when there are more deaths wouldn't that mean there are more broken hearts and suffering?
Now… that you have read this,
Are these the reasons we are fighting in war?
If not,
Then what are we fighting for?