War Cryme Poem by J.I. Stuart

Soldiers here; Soldiers there
Children crying, everywhere
Put down our Weapons
We must stand for what is right
Let us cease the Warfare but
Not the Fight
Why can't people just talk?
I believe in diplomacy.
Why must they send the likes of you and me?
to fight their Battles
to fight their Will
to fight their Revenge
to fight their Spills
to fight for Freedom
Whose Freedom is this?
to fight for Nothing but this Deceitful Bliss
Think of what you love
That one special thing
Some will be with families
Others will be in Spring
One thing I love
Is that of literacy;
War is literal
yet so are we
And so are these people
Should we determine their lives?
Life is what we live for
yet Death is the Prize
So go forth and obey
Not open Their eyes
Go brutally murder by bombing the Skies
Go fight with your fists
Go fight with your guns
I shall stay put and
fight with my Tongue