Children Of A Dying Earth
By KozMic BluEs
What's that at the end of the rainbow? A pot of gold? no A pot of silver? NO A pot of bronze? NO! It's a child, With blood seeping from wounds into her tattered rags. Tears run down her face as she cries. She cries for her mother. She cries for her father. She cries for her family, her life. The have all been taken from her. The blood flows down her legs and onto the grass beneath. The grass withers and dies and all that is left is dirt. War and hatred is killing our world. War and hatred is killing our families. War and hatred is killing our children. War and hatred, Is mounting greater and greater each and every day And there is nothing we can do. But die. Written March 12th, 2002 © on Mar 11 2002 10:29 PM PST 0 • 9
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"What's that at the end of the rainbow?..."