Over & Over & Over Again Poem by Tom Zart

Where are the love ones who march in a line
Where are the soldiers your child and mine?
What about the dreams they left behind
What about the tears which trouble their mind?

Since the weapons of man were stick or stone
The seeds of war by heated are sown.
Over and over and over again
Why must we suffer the burden of sin?

Thank heaven for Jesus who died on the cross
Our passage to glory ways paid by His loss.
Every knee shall bow and tongues tell all
When God gives us our final call.

At night before sleep make time for prayer
For all the lost we no longer share.
Battles are waged where too many die
Most never knowing the true reason why!


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