Innocent victims

As the bombs screech through the air

Blinding the eyes, and singeing the hair

Children blink with wide eyed terror

Hoping none will target them by error

Innocent victims of a vicious war

That leaves on them a permanent scar

Students of an awful, horrible school

Where hostilities and terror are the tool..

Living a life of constant suspense

They should be carefree, but are always tense

They cuddle up to their elders with fear

As they keep losing those near and dear

The war rages on

No sign that it will end

There are few to protect

And few to defend

Might is not right, though it may seem so

It only brings sad tidings, and woe

We pray that these victims are shown some pity

And not hounded out from home, and city