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"Run!" I remember mother yelling with a raspy voice

"Mom!" I called after her, but the war absorbed all the noise

If I were to run, where would I run to? For I was stuck in a pathetic battle

A bloody battle taking away innocent lives while enemies feeling rattled

Followed by pleading cries while frightful things were being done

Such world created by allowing a simple man to handle a gun

Children hurting, clueless of what has consumed their homes

There is no shelter except ruins, lost memories, ashes and stones

People with open arms but nothing to grasp

Dead or alive what's hunting us are decisions made in the past

Now mother has become ashes while flames quickly extend

I see desperate people stumbling upon each other hoping everything will soon end

Why? I ask myself as tears form in my tired eyes

Tired eyes that had seen death choke helpless people?s cries

The reason for war may be a mystery, for peace was once known in this land

Were everyone cherished their living and everyone extended a hand

Now all of that is over as I return to this horrible scene

I look down then turn around just to bump into the same dreadful mean

Yet I'm not the only one wanting to wake up from this suffocating nightmare

For there are teens from my same generation whose eyes reflect my same "fight-stare"

Ignorance once took over, we shall not let this happen ever again

Let's listen and be heard, start out fresh and begin

We must hesitate no longer, and rebel for what is right

End this war we stated and fix this sickening sight

Let fear not conquer us, instead let us take a chance

For we can not explore the 4 oceans if afraid of touching the shore sands

Let this endless war finally conclude...