Sitting down watching TV
Hearing about the death of the innocents
Tears that drain the eyes of children
Mothers carrying their loved ones hearts
Sitting there watching kids suffering
Crying their soul out watching the unbearable
Holding memories inside their hearts
Babies crying for attention
Crying out for help, thinking can they hear me?
Looking around
Trying to visualize reality
Is this it? Is this how it shall be for the rest of their lives?
Reminiscing back into time
Wishing they were never born
Asking god why? Why did he have to take mommy and daddy?
Waking up the next day only to find there is no home, no food
Nothing but tears that fall down like rain…
Waiting for the moment of truth
Can they take the pain and go on with life as it comes?
A question I can’t answer
Undivided attention, is what they need
Not wanting anybody to feel bad
Not wanting anybodys money
Don’t want sympathy
Only wanting love
Only wanting someone to care
They only get weapons to fight for their rights
Subtracting many existing loved ones from their life
Adding more pain
Multiplying more danger
Dividing hatred between the countries
You do the math no matter how you try to solve it
You’ll always get
Negative innocent hearts