The Dictator's Fall Poem by Audrey Heller

Years after the Dictator's fall,
we're still at war, blood shed
and all. It makes you wonder,
why hasn't anything changed?
I guess no matter how we try,
there are those, who are still
deranged. It's depressing to
pick up the paper, read the
head lines stating, fighting is
very much alive. It gives food
for thought, how will we survive?
We're all looking forward, to the
time when we'll see, that ray of
light. For those of you, who have
loved ones serving, I'll say a
special prayer, each and every
night!