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There is rumbling in the skies
It’s not thunder
Babies sound a chorus of cries
Where is mother?

They have mastered the drill
To take cover
Prayer the only sanctuary, they stay still
Survive or wander

There is no heat to keep them warm
There is just rapid fire
They are used to the sound of a bomb
Aftermaths are never familiar

Tears are falling and dust is rising
There’s a mass murder
Aircraft engines rolling, shrilling crying
A heartless gunner

Cable television breaks the news
Airs oblivious pretenders
Victims silenced, war-mongers with more views
Superpowers slumber

The sound of war is the inaction of peace
Blind, deaf and afar
Creating a vacuum that thirsts for violence
So hush 
And listen to the sound of war as you wonder

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