Tragedies Of An Unsung HeroA Poem by Chris CariadThe wars we fight Are not our own. The lives lost In useless war Could never be regained. As we fight not for freedom, but for power. The lives lost out weight any gain that could be From such actions, As another soldier loses their home. The time spent on these deadly makings Could be time used and lives saved from deadly happenings. The money spent on weapons Could be spent on finding life's cures. We could end hunger Instead of ending life's source. Today we look at death, But tomorrow we can look at hope. A hope, That the world will rise Singing this song of life. Ending the suffering that we have pursued for too many years. Bringing us to a land flowing and vibrant, Safe from the destruction Of a war never sown. © 2013 Chris Cariad |
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Added on July 12, 2013 Last Updated on July 12, 2013 Author
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