Thoughts of a Young Worn Torn Girl

Standing in front of charred burning houses all alone My mind is blank Totally numb In a state of shock I wonder what mistakes did I do to deserve this? One leader wants to increase his territory Another leader doesn't want to give his land Many brainless robots obeying orders Here I am left alone with only memories of happy days with my parents Is anybody thinking of millions like me Too small to manage on their own How will we live without elders? It seems death has lost its value It is very cheap compared to land and power! If the leaders who are giving orders came to forefront and fought like a soldier they will understand How does it matter who is my leader Which country I belong to I want my parents I want food and water. You are sitting in a big house eating a sumptuous meal what about me? Tell me? Answer me? Can you bring back my parents? My house? My family? Whatever you gain out of this war surely cannot be more than the loss incurred Think of common man Please think of many like me ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Note : in the line it seems death has lost its value I mean to convey a dead person lying in front stirs no emotions in the mind of those who start a war. many die on both sides, but are they bothered? Word death had been purposely used for that's what we see the most in war