Sat, 11/14/2015 - 08:55 -- anuelnd

Tears make my eyes blurry
The world is at war so I worry
Carnage turns the street to a cemetery
Everyday the news bears a sad story

Today Syrians cry
Tomorrow Palestinians die
ISIS bombs sound, bodies fly
A story of peace is a lie

Terrorists kill us daily
Psychopaths wound us sorely
We look on mournfully
As victims cry dolefully

Now Paris feels the heat
Of a deadly hit
It makes my heart skip a beat
As I see bodies on the street

But these only make us stronger
And support one another
In my heart I feel better
Thinking one day we will conquer.

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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