Day Twelve Poem by Dorian Petersen Potter

The innocents are the ones who suffer the most
Many children are getting mangled and killed
Screams of death and pain is all that they hear lately
That's the sounds and moans of every rocket they send

I am so tired of hearing the chilling sounds of sirens screaming
So tired of wars and waiting for something to change all this
Another bomb! Another day of this very destructive conflict
Another day of hiding and trying to survive this ongoing war

What's happening here? Has this world of ours gone completely mad?
I'm barely existing here now just trying to protect what is mine
All that I care more than ever now is to be safe and protect my life
And my children in every way of course, they're so confused and scared

My children you see are so young to understand what's taking place
They need a safe heaven! They need a warm place they can call their home



November 16,2009


Author's note: This poem is about the horrible results of war...any war in our planet