War

Will there be a World war three, maybe Wish all the power men would stop being cry babies Talking is the only way to stop this fight Ranting through the TV’s just isn’t right Every day something new More bad news to look through People in their homes frightened for their lives While the power men give each other high fives We as a people need to stand tall Tell the power men what they can do with their “walls” We need to cancel this TV show And watch them destroy all of their ammo Once and for all please stop these childish games Stop pointing fingers, you are all to blame Sit around the table and reason with sense Instead of standing there with your guns on the offense Finished 5th place in Best Rhyming poem July-September 2017, sponsored by John Hamilton 1/10/17