by Alexandra Eyre

Created on: March 13, 2011

A Child is used as a soldier,

They have no choice,

But to obey,

And pray till it's over.

Some countries cower in fear,

Others go on,

Like nothings wrong,

Not believing till it's near.

The touch of war,

Upon a country,

Is unmistakable,

What are we fighting for?

When all is said and done,

We can step back,

See that the human race,

Is bitter and no fun.

We say things need to change,

Violence isn't the answer,

We mean it with our heart's,

But nothing solid is exchanged.

When all is said & done,

We can learn to tolerate our differences,

We can stand and witness the change,

That a new world has begun.

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