Britney Edwards


This War Shall End


My family is a war.

My dad the top gun, the Sargent,
Strong and fierce,
He loves his family very much.
Im the biggest daddy's girl ever,
Clinging to his side.

My mom is the nurse,
There to heal your pain,
loving and supportive,
A best friend, Who took us in,
whom i love very much.

My little brother is the guns,
Wild and always there for us,
We probably couldn't live without him
He is my blood,
My blood brother.

My oldest brother is the best friend,
The friend in war,
Who is there for us,
When were in trouble,
He is my protector,
He acts so tough,
But we all know he is a big teddy bear.

My biological mother is the enemy,
Abandoning her children,
She doesn't care, if so,
Just about herself.

My Biological father is a stranger,
In the middle of war,
He walks on the battlefield,
Then gets shot,
Never getting to know his family.

Though my brother and I,
We are what they are fighting over,
The heart of the war,
Scared and confused,
Tired and sick of the enemy,
My real mom, the enemy.

We will win,
The enemy will not,
Because the enemy gave us up,
That is not our fault,
We were pitched like a piece of trash.

Now we choose,
Who our new mom and dad are,
They are the allies,
The loving ones,
Who want us.
The ones in the beginning of this war,
The ones who put there foot down and said 'no more! '

We will not put up,
Any longer,
Any more,
We shall end this war.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, March 27, 2013
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I wrote this poem as a young girl when my brother and i decided to be adopted by our aunt and uncle when our real mother did the ditch.

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  • Gajanan Mishra (3/26/2013 8:50:00 PM)

    Pray to the Supreme Father and He is the Protector of all His children. We all are His children. He is taking care of us all. Rest fathers mothers are acting on His orders. The world is a war-field. He has sent us here. And it is He who can take us to victory. Let us pray Him. good poem anyway.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. I am waiting for a reply. (Report) Reply

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