A War

King and queen sit in a chair,

barking orders without a care.

Sending troops down to the earth,

from the sky kingdom, from their home turf.

Slowly arriving, starting a war.

Causing pain and so much more.

Soldiers are coming,

children are crying,

guns are now shooting,

so we are dying.

Long this war rages, scaring mankind,

when come reinforcements, taking our side.

Sent from the heavens, called by our hope,

they send those soldiers back as they mope.

Everyone smiles, everyone laughs.

We have our peace. Finally, at last.

The yellow sun rises, the blue moon goes down.

Starting a new day in this thankful town.