Surrounded by scenes of suffering
Children are caught, despicably,
As terror and hate fly between
Them and their lives.
Terrified girl dies. Heart attack
Takes her, as bomb wrecks her home.
She was fourteen and alone. Now back
Her family mourns.
Three innocents play in the street.
Aged eight to ten, inoperably
Injured, they lie, one minus his feet.
No-one survives.
Shame on the uncaring hard hearts
Who, hearing no pleas, will then murder
Even a child. Missiles can part
No bad from the good.
Need we ask how we feel when guns
Tanks and bombs scream death to the young?
Fay, well written and well reported. War the ultimate destroyer, even children are not spared, if they are not killed or injured they are politicized and take on an active part in the on going conflict. Seems like they have no escape. Thus the hate continues. Thank you for writing this. Love Bob
Excellent. No unnecessary embellishment to make the point admirably. Thids poem makes one wonder, for the umpteenth time, why some are born entirely without a heart. It is not just the old men with their phallus phobia who launch missiles. H
This is a message that should be read by all our so called leaders 10 ++++ Chris
It so sad but true, protect always but some times the evil of man visits you... Andy 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The young are always innocent victims