War - Poem by Nicholas Turner
Guns fire in the night,
It is the only thing that can be heard for miles.
Nothing but death and destruction,
This is the result of a War.
A time of horror, death, hatred, killing, and so on.
You get the point.
We all kill each other just to prove our point,
That we are the best.
The Wars must stop,
We should always be in Peace time,
And Never in War time, the worst time.
I am sure you would agree with me,
That would solve a lot of problems,
Financial, crime, and more countries would get along.
But we do not all agree with this.
Some believe War is the best way to go,
To solve all of our problems.
The only thing that it will do is bring more problems.
Money wise and the killing of members of families
And families them selves.
This is the result of a War,
They can never solve anything
But only bring about more worries and hatred into our world.
And this is a War.
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