Years After Poem by Audrey Heller

Years after the dictators fall,
we're still at war, blood shed
and all. It makes you wonder,
why hasn't anything changed?
I guess no matter how we try,
there are those who are still
deranged. It's depressing to
pick up the paper, read the
head lines stating, fighting is
still very much alive. It gives
food for thought. How, will we
survive? We're all looking
forward, to the time when
we'll see that ray of light. For
those of you, who have ones
serving, I'll say a special
prayer, each and every
night!