Can'T Ignore It

sitting under the sycamore tree visualizing how life in their world might be little boys made into soldiers and rebels forced to rape their mothers and sisters bellies sticking out full of empty air the smell of death neutralizes the air bodies thrown into a pit and forgotten over ages washing up in feces infested water and drinking urine blood tears stained their cheeks surviving off human remains guards beating them merciously with chains no where out no where to go only one road to the top starring into the sky imagining another world they'll never find red cross workers become hostages supplies destroyed trading women for livestock and kids for sexual pleasures murders more common than the flu with no cure militia are the new mom and dad of their town sores and disease infest and corrode their helpless bodies the body count adds up survival grows slim we sit and watch this on t.v then say goodnight to our family isn't life all the same we should be ashamed these stories are real and are not so far away how about saving a life today