A Poem About War
War Conflict. Suffering. Misery. Despair. What did we do for this sorrow that we bare? Humanity fighting and roads ablaze, People in their homes, counting the days. Families torn apart, thrown into dejection, Everyone lost with no direction. Souls filled with heavy melancholy, As poverty and starvation struck wishing it could not be more folly And realizing that this was all rotten luck They knew this would cause genocide, Watching greif, as people died, Forced to flee from their home, To find peace, faraway they roam Guns firing, bombs bursting, Freedom and refuge, was what they all were...