Problems Poem by Kimberly Baransky

Problems



Listen people, look around.
You should know there's a problem
when there's issues at the airport
because someone may have left a strange package on board.
Tired, yet can't sleep
your eyes locked to the cockpit
just in case the piolet becomes a target.

The saga continues
in the middle east
where there is just too much heat
with bombs and guns
everyday more fighting.
Lord, why can't there be peace,
peace with the middle east?
America, now listen closely
you'll hear your people saying
we want no more war!

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