kalke anawkam

Rookie (18th march 1978 / leicester)

Wars, Guns & Ammunition - Poem by kalke anawkam

Isn't it becoming a deadly bore?
Who is the devil & who is the whore?
Whilst the guns & tanks shall roar?

When there are wars people may die....
And at their funerals family may cry...
To me it's a shame...to others a game.....
Yet there seems no logical gain....

Tanks & guns shall fire in the night.....
Scaring the people with DEADLY fright....
Kids will BURNT, kids will be HURT....
Whilst their parents lay down in the DIRT....

Hear the children pleading for help......
Forced to climb down the dark slimey wells...
Instead of playing in the great long rivers....
Forced to live in the dark smelly sewers...

Walking for miles to get to a drink,
Whilst ours flows out from tap into sink...
Isn't it sad, that we don't care...
What it is like to be out there?

Troops will move on, without a care,
Not a scar or a damaged hair...
Some will be martyred 'cos of their death,
Lives have been taken right down to their BREATH...

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 4, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 16, 2005

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