Let's lay down our weapons,
What is the point of fighting?
Innocent people fleeing and hiding,
Even dying.
While they did nothing wrong,
Their homes were destroyed,
And their hopes and dreams are gone.
Already happy with a bed
And a crumb of bread.
Sacrifices were made,
Slayed, by the iron blade.
But they won't just fade away,
They'll stay,
In our hearts, forever
- Author: Vall Davies ( Offline)
- Published: April 10th, 2022 03:16
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 18
Comments3
excellently expressed
good job
Dahlia
Great poem
its interesting how the atrocities caused by human behavior repeat themselves over &over again
So true Vall, it may happen one day that the weapons will be laid down.
Andy
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