The War Poem by Natasa To

I was born in the Vietnamese War.
Of the people died in the bloodiest sea.
Ran away from a Communist
And the darkness days
Of hate, tears, deaths and suffering.
No freedom of everything.
The days were all full of sorrow.
The war make people fight and kill each other
All wars are pointless.
War is nothing but hurt everyone.
AS their people never know the word 'peace' or
their simple dreams.
Oh, My goodness!
As I couldn't find the heaven by myself
or hold my emotion down due to the war
I wish one day
When I'll die
God will take me far away the War.
So let me forget never remember the
War.