There are no loosers, there are no winners
In wars that people wage
Our world is fast going up in smoke
We need to let in love’s rays of hope.
I lost one, you lost two today
I lost two, you lost one yesterday
The wars people and countries wage
Only breed within hatred and rage.
Turn on the TV, a father carries a limp baby
Is this what we wait to see?
Tears, endless, ageless tears
Only gift of wars over the years.
A child saw his family blown
There was nothing now to call his own
His heart images seared by shrapnel
Screamed with tears, “Avenge! Revenge! ”
There’s a mother waiting at home
Waved her boy away to war one noon
Now she waits to collect his bones
A trophy of war she did not want to own.
Can we build breaking hearts and lives
Can there really be a winner in this strife
If only we’d find courage to stop
Courage to forgive, to love, not war.
Comments about this poem (Wars by Dennisa Davidson )
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