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War

Three letters combine together to cause a great uproar This little word has a way of creating a mighty war Bloodshed and tears Victims and wounds is a horrible chore Pictures I see cause my heart to grieve Grave yards overflowing With tears that are pouring Countless bodies spread across the floor Souls in moaning continuously calling Someone please, open the door. Soldiers in hiding Woman screaming, children are no more Someone, everyone please say, No to war.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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