Lay Down Our Weapons Poem by Vall Davies
Lay Down Our Weapons
Let's lay down our weapons,
What is the point of fighting?
Innocent people fleeing and hiding,
Even dying.
While they did nothing wrong,
Their homes were destroyed,
And their hopes and dreams are gone.
Already happy with a bed
And a crumb of bread.
Sacrifices were made,
Slayed, by the iron blade.
But they won't just fade away,
They'll stay,
In our hearts, forever
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