If life was meant to make sense i would understand
How the presidents could take our lifes and still raise there hands
When people expect glory when all they do is fail
And the presidents and leaders expect us all to hail
George bush just keeps on fighting
This war will never be won
But off he goes sending many troops
Until there dead and done
He sees them more as objects
Hes fake and nothing more
So lets join hands and start a march
and turn up on his door
Many fathers dieing, loved ones close and dear
With every growing second with every waking year
This world is living in fear and acting out
Shooting stabbing raping the end will come about.
Whats the point of shooting
Whats the point of guns
This violence that overears our lives
Is it protection or is it just fun
The blood the tears and anger
BRING OUR TROOPS HOME NOW
cause when another thousand die
You will realise and bow
Bow your head in sorrow
For the mistakes that you have made
Everyone makes wrong choices sometimes
And the price will always have to be paid
So stop the war and fighting
I know you know we will not win
And end the violent shootings
Before the death of the world begins
So listen to my pleads
This isn't just for leaders and presidents
Its for anyone whos for this war
All these ladies and those gents
STOP IT NOW AND LISTEN
THIS TIME ITS GONE TO FAR
THE VIOLENCE HAS OVERTAKEN US
OUR MINDS ARE JUST AT JAR
SO BLINDED BY THE TRUTH
THE DEATH OF THOSE WE LOVE
SO SET FREE THE TROOPS FROM AFGHANISTAN
LET OUT THOSE TEN WHITE DOVES.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well put and I totally agree with your sentiments. Thanks for the read Regards Dave T 10/10