'In The Name Of My Innocence And Diaper' Poem by Peter S. Quinn

In the name of my innocence and diaper
Stop this trespassing and warfare death dance
Take away your tall guns like sky-viper
And give me and mommy a survival chance
Don't go breaking my heart to shattering dust
Let me have opportunities in living
Build up tomorrows in hope we've lost
I'll make you proud someday of your giving
Just grant me a chance to grow up and be free
At the birthplace my parents entrusted me for
Let me prosper with the gift inside of me
Settle you disgruntlement in peace not war
My innocent father and siblings are gone
But still you carry quarreling on and on