War

A Poem by Frank Branney

Wrote this while sitting here bored

War

the road was long i had too see,
when i was young i remember the days
the days of heart ache that lay before me,
the days of bombs and bullets,
now those days where gone and it
is time we moved on...

when i look at the world today,
all i can see is anger and disbelief
the wars still carry on, but are fields apart
across the ocean and far away...

they took our land they ripped our hearts apart,
now we must stand for what we know what is ours,
for someday there will be peace, and not just here
but the rest of the land, those that are far away.

we look to our leaders for they give us hope
in our dark days they show us the way
but all i have to say...get off your high horses,
and help us on our way...

the children cry when the darkness comes, the bombs
and the bullets carry on, there is no stopping them as
they come in the night, the children cry and hide out
of sight, they our our future for this we know, if it was not for them
then where would we go.