Where are the children ?
They died under bombs
So many amputees
Little limbs lost.
Its called self defence
How many more to die ?
Caught in a trap
While the world sits by.
Its not about sides
All terror insane
Humanity needs sanity
Not someone to blame.
Fly little souls
Away from this place
Distant from madness
In wars ugly face.
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