A Cry of Pain

In these troubled times of War and Strife
Of Hunger Death and Pain
The Bombs, The Guns even The Knife
Why must men play this game

The Powers of Great Nations
They clothe our world in shame
Instead of bringing Peace and Light
The quarrel and the blame

Who is wrong, who is right?
Shall we ever know
The Dying and The Homeless
A bitter seed they sow

The Children who are starving
The Parents filled with grief
These men who give the orders
Steal lives, just like a thief

This world can never know peace
Until we all UNITE
Become as one the race of man
And STOP this wasteful fight

No matter Colour Creed or Race
These times we need much more
Stand as One, Face to Face
Cry NO! to politics and war

The Tribe of Man must learn to grow
To prosper and to share
Our children are its Destiny
Teach them to love and care

When that times comes, as it must
Our world shall have its Peace
The peoples of all nations trust
AND ALL THIS FIGHTING CEASE

A Cry of Pain

Ruatha

Joined May 2008

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I wrote this poem at the time of the falklands war one of many wars at that time wether for sovreignty or religion war must never be the answer, it is always the innocents who suffer. I am just sorry that it is still as relevant now as it was then.

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