Can you hear the awful sound
of little children running around
out at night in the street
many running shoeless, just bare feet
running from a life they had known
A day or two before
now the  whisper  of bombs are beating at their door
Children don't really understand
     why things are sometimes this way
they just know that pain and suffering
all at once came one day
these children were like mine and yours
smiles use to be on their faces
        now tears replace those golden glows
as they are rushed to different places
War has a way of disrupting all in life we know
but it's the children of these battles
that really suffer so
some will lose their loved ones
some will lose their life
others memories will change forever
             when whispers come at night
some will be left standing on some strange road
with nothing to show of their prior  life
other than worn torn cloths
most will be real hungry
you will see it in their eyes
all because of whisper's
that fell from the midnight sky's
now is the time to act and stop this useless war
so these children will no longer suffer
and won't hear whisper's anymore
sit down at the tables and do what you have to do
but for the grace of God
these children could belong to you

Steve

 

                                     

 

 

       

        

 

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