I Care - Make Me Feel You Contest

My passion, is the main heartbreaking tragedy of this world. 
War I hate war, 
Soldiers from all countries lose their lives for what, 
what insane reason can allow so many people to die.
The babies shot to pieces but still alive, to live, 
what life can these poor children live, 
what other horrors await them, just to survive.
The soldiers, horribly wounded returning home, 
to a family that might not be able to cope, who turn away. 
What happens to that man or woman.  
Who will be their cane in their hour of need.
The countries themselves, reduced to rubble,  history destroyed in minutes, 
the animals, wiped out in an instant, never to regain its numbers.  
The birds, who no longer sing.  Shock affects nature as well as people.  
Who cares, I do, I care.
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Dated 2  October 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Sirak Avatar
October 12, 2013 at 7:32 AM
Well done! The ending with the birds silenced was perfect!
Roberts Avatar
October 16, 2013 at 10:01 AM
thanks Monterey ...Seren
Mehta Avatar
October 2, 2013 at 8:16 AM
You look to the subject from a quite different angle, enjoyed the write, Seren
Roberts Avatar
October 3, 2013 at 8:33 AM
Ram i think my brain looks at things differently than most people or it seems to with my poems ...Seren
Sivey Avatar
October 2, 2013 at 5:33 AM
I feel you my friend! I know exactly what you're talking about and I too care about this! You have written this quite masterfully and put it together very awesomely! I really enjoyed reading this tremendous poem this morning! What a terrific piece, Great Work!!
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