War
By DeeNekura
A world of war, a life of pain So much fighting, but what do we gain We send off our soldiers to fight and to kill They fight with great honor, big hearts and great will They think of their loved ones as they go off to fight They fight for our freedom our choice and our right We help other nations in their time of need We help them defend and we help them succeed Innocents are killed as the war goes on longer Their family seeks revenge and the war just gets stronger When will it end, this war and this killing Don't people realize how much blood we are spilling I hope all these battles are not fought in vain And I hope that one day it is peace we obtain My father must go off to war to help fight And I pray to the heavens that he'll be alright I don't want to lose him if I did a part of me would be dying I would die in my heart and I would never stop crying I hope that they win and I hope they make peace But most of all I hope that all fighting would cease . . .This was acctually the first poem I ever wrote. I was inspired a while ago (before 9-11) when they were sending troops off to Korea. And my dad being military, well, I was inspired. Written November 18th, 2001 © on Nov 17 2001 03:37 PM PST 0 • 12
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