Poem Hunter
CN (09-05-96 / england)


Poem By carrie nnn

all i can see when i think of war is,
anger, blood and death.
people fighting for whats right,
but when they've been fighting for so long,
how can you tell who are the bad guys?

i watch the news and all they talk about is the amount of people being killed,
young soldiers who had their whole life ahead of them.

if everyone made up and became friends,
we wouldn't have to worry about whether we're going to get stabbed walking down the street!
everyone must like the world how it is,
otherwise someone would do something about it.

the leaders of these countries should say stop,
maybe they dont realise this,
but next time it could be their family or even themselves.

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Comments (1)

Sadly there will always be masters of war.Great piece keep writing.