war call

Terrorists..Killing..Bombing. everywhere,

in the name of religion they dont care.

Who they mame or what they destroy,

making bombs as if they were toys.



Never knowing where they will strike,

no matter the colour theyr'e all alike.

fanatics they are one and all,

using God for their bloody war call.

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I just wish all the fighting would end..

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Dizzylemons's picture

Cool poem! I liked the imagery of the toys, seems very well thought through. Take care.