Do Something
Cries for rescue grip deaf ears,
Dreams paint abduction fears,
Splattered with innocent bloodshed,
Brainwashed baby eyes see red,
Each a child, a Killing machine,
Leaving every village a vulgar scene,
Forbidden to release a tear or scream,
Life overcast by evil-
Arise and save these people!
No action being continents away,
In your mind does it linger? Stay?
Slaughter in sleep,
Situation beyond deep,
Action is required,
More lives expired,
While you listen here,
And shed not a tear,
For your fellow man,
Do what you can,
Do something.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2011
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