Ashes, Ashes We All Fall Down Poem by Alicia Rose

Children left without mothers and fathers,
Parents grieving the loss of their sons, brothers, and daughters,
Trying to find peace in this place they call home,
Wondering why people are killing them,
And they're all alone,
Hearing on the radio that another's dead,
They're saying it was his fault he was shot in the head,
Being raped while the little ones are trying to sleep,
Waking up finding their siblings dead at their feet,
They're so afraid of life,
That all they do is sit and cry,
Praying to God asking him:
'Who are these guys? ! '

Ashes, ashes we all fall down
Slowly fluttering to the cold hard ground
Praying for a place where there's a better tomorrow
Trying not to drown in other's sorrow