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Endless War

Contributed by Lurking_Shadow on Monday, 24th January 2005 @ 04:14:23 PM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy

Endless War

“Run!” I remember mother yelling with a raspy voice
“Mom!” I called after her, but the war absorbed all the noise
If I were to run, where would I run to? For I was stuck in a pathetic battle
A bloody battle taking away innocent lives while enemies feeling rattled
Followed by pleading cries while frightful things were being done
Such world created by allowing a simple man to handle a gun
Children hurting, clueless of what has consumed their homes
There is no shelter except ruins, lost memories, ashes and stones
People with open arms but nothing to grasp
Dead or alive what’s hunting us are decisions made in the past
Now mother has become ashes while flames quickly extend
I see desperate people stumbling upon each other hoping everything will soon end
Why? I ask myself as tears form in my tired eyes
Tired eyes that had seen death choke helpless people’s cries
The reason for war may be a mystery, for peace was once known in this land
Were everyone cherished their living and everyone extended a hand
Now all of that is over as I return to this horrible scene
I look down then turn around just to bump into the same dreadful mean
Yet I’m not the only one wanting to wake up from this suffocating nightmare
For there are teens from my same generation whom’s eyes reflect my same “fight-stare”
Ignorance once took over, we shall not let this happen ever again
Let’s listen and be heard, start out fresh and begin
We must hesitate no longer, and rebel for what is right
End this war we stated and fix this sickening sight
Let fear not conquer us, instead let us take a chance
For we can not explore the 4 oceans if afraid of touching the shore sands
Let this endless war finally conclude...

Copyright Â© Lurking_Shadow ... [ 2005-01-24 16:14:23]
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