Tendril line
How many more times
Will the body count rise.
How many more times
While truth is denied.
How many more times
Will the rocket bombs fly
In the dark of night
To rain death from the sky.
And how many more times
Must little children die.
As their families ask why
With tears of despair filled eyes.
How many more times
On a fine tendril line.
How many more times
Can human kind survive.
Copyright © R J. Elless | Year Posted 2024
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