Back To School, But There Is A Coming War Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

When I was a little kid, In my childhood, I loved my school Because it meant too much For me anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, Today kids can not back To schools because There is a coming war That prevents them from Coming back to schools, All schools are closed and All kids are homes and their pretty smiles too, A school is closed now, but There is an ongoing war Even it has not started yet, As long as schools are closed, so All kids are staying homes and Their pretty smiles too, A coming war prevents All kids from coming back to schools And their smiles too, Only the voice of war is heard, but life Goes on in complete silence, Tomorrow there might be a war or After tomorrow, but Later on A new dawn will come With all kids back to schools and their smiles too.

Submitted: Saturday, August 31, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 03, 2013

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