A Call For Peace Now
This is the news, a dream of peace,
an echo from the Middle East,
where children cannot understand,
the broken bones of broken lands,
their only hope, for war to cease.
Every imam, rabbi and priest,
can hear the loss for those deceased,
while leaders watch or wash stained hands,
this is the news.
Hope is a hostage for release,
a call for all the bombs to cease,
while children cannot understand,
the razor wire of war-torn lands,
and parents only dream of peace,
this is the news.
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