I remember that day
Where the sky was gray
And the heart was broken
To receive such a deadly token
Children young where in fear
Knowing that that their death was near
No promise could save you
But hope did dwell in you
I did cry for you
As I bid adieu
For the last time
Your death a crime
I wonder did God know
That this was so
That you would join Him
Because of another man's sins
I know He Knows
Though He wishes it wasn't so
As He held your soul
Never wanting to let you go
No words are right
To say about that awful sight
The day the children died
And the angels cried
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You can dedicate this poem to the children of the world, who were killed by the Allied Troops! Cowards are not hidden in the military uniforms, but in the parliament! nice words are used!