We Were Kids Children Happy

Before the war we did not know of evil.
We did not understand meanness or death.
Before the war we were kids, children, happy.
As we were snapped up and shaken, things changed.

We became different people now.
More suspicious, more wary, more afraid.
We became a tiny bit cynical, angry, confused.
War is made by the rich to hurt the poor.

We had not even realized we were poor
until the war came.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Dietrich Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 5:20 PM
Great commentary on war. It truly is the brain child of the elite.
Krutsinger Avatar
October 30, 2020 at 8:16 AM
And which children are sacrificed? Not the ones who are currently in any kind of office or have a bit of power.
Crabtree Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 5:13 PM
I don't like war either. My husband was in the military. I've asked him before about the purpose of war. He says that sometimes war is necessary. I guess it's a man thing and I'll never understand it.
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October 30, 2020 at 8:17 AM
My daughter was one of those who had to help deploy troops to the Gulf War as she was in the Air Force. I have never asked her, for I fear she might have the same answer.
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