I weep for all those caught up in war:
Peaceful civilians, Man woman and child.
For they are mainly the poor,
Life for them is not mild.
Bombs rain down day and night,
No peaceful way to pass the time of day.
Children screaming out in fright,
What can the caring parents say?
How does one explain to a mite
Killing destructions from the skies;
How to soothe them in their plight,
how take the disbelief from their eyes?
Yes I weep for those innocent souls,
Theirs is a hard bitter fearful lot,
Condemned to play a waiting role,
In war – Man’s most vicious plot.