Why is there always somewhere a war?
A war over politics, a war over religion,
A war over land causing division.
So much blood, so much pain
So many lives lost what a waste.
All the fighting and shooting,
Going back and forth.
Wars from so many years
And so many countries.
Dividing the world,
All into enemies.
All the soldiers, fighting for their country.
Not knowing what’s in front of them.
Some in tanks and some on the ground.
Giving their lives up for the world.
By Emily
Friday, August 7, 2009
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1 comment:
awwww rally good poem ..
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