Peoples lives shattered,
Like broken shards of glass.
Unsure of the future--
Holding on to the past.
Their homeland torn apart
By those who want control.
The aggressors just want power--
They have no heart or soul.
There's no negotiations,
Just bombings and blood baths--
Innocent people are murdered, different
Politics or sects going different paths.
No one really wants it,
They try to avoid it at all costs.
But when hate controls the mind--
All thoughts of peace are lost.
It's been this way for centuries,
And will be until the end of time.
What were once beautiful cities--
Are only rubble left behind.
No comments:
Post a Comment