War

Bullets fly,

Everywhere.

Sons and Daughters die,

But they don't care.

They fight for their country.

They fight for their pride.

Don't you see!

This is the same reason your children died.

We fight for our own.

We fight just to fight.

It turns others to stone.

With the disappearing light.

When will the fighting cease?

Over things that are JUST STUFF!

When will there be peace?

How many lives is enough?

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