Wednesday, November 14, 2007

War Poem

War Poem

Suffer the pain
Not even making a gain
Doing it in vein
Wondering if I’m sane

I don’t know why they allow
They even get a bow
From their priest
Who believes in letting out a beast

Children are dying
People are crying
Are we blind
Forgetting they’re not kind

To the people they kill
Up on a hill
With a camera on
Showing it to the world at dawn

Suffer the pain
Not even making a gain
Doing it in vein
Wondering if I’m sane

We sit here like mice
Gambling with our dice
We’re so egotistical
Watching them be like a bull

Going in the battle ring
Thinking that they’re the king
Using all they got
Shot after shot after shot after shot

No day goes bye
Without people who die
From the hands of others
Sometimes even brothers

Suffer the pain
Not even making a gain
Doing it in vein
Wondering if I’m sane
Why oh why
Do these people die
We hear them cry
All they do is lie

The world may change
We’ll get them in range
Get this world back in shape
And protect it with a cape

But until that day
We must remember some lay
On the ground
Trying to survive like a lonely blood hound

Suffer the pain
Not even making a gain
Doing it in vein
Wondering if I’m sane

By: Arieh Leon Dales 6A

2 comments:

Noah Bogdonov said...

i'm blown away, keep on writing!

Noah Bogdonov said...

I think you should send it to president Bush.