War- a Cherita Suit

Terrified in a corner She screams Hearing the rockets Exploding Shattering her heart Once more... They shake Their heads not accepting Is happening again Forced to move out They leave their homes With no place to go The horrors of war Are just to many To count No food, no water No help Just missiles Destruction and death Piles stacked up Of smoking debris Mangled bodies Carried out Breathing no more Innocence In their eyes Long gone Just horror And pain for those Children to witness A treated of Peace That can't never work For a long time Permanent Peace Only till Jesus Returns! Dorian Petersen Potter Aka ladydp2000 Copyright@2014 10.12.2014

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Paul Schneiter

Date: 11/24/2014 5:37:00 AM

Dorian: This poem states, with compelling emotion, the stark horror of war. You say with poetic eloquence what needs to be said, over and over again. Thank you, thank you.

Eve Roper

Date: 11/4/2014 10:46:00 AM

Your are such a good artist Dorian. I also pray for love and peace. :) hugs and love eve

Dorian Petersen Potter
Date: 11/4/2014 11:05:00 AM

Thank you so much my dear sweet friend Eve for your very warm comments! You always make me happy with your presence and special friendhip. :) Love and hugs! xxxx D.