Miles Away
In another country today
Someone is bent over a dead body
In another country today
Broken buildings and scrambles for water
Miles away from where we are happy
We are devastated.
Merry Christmas, children
Open your presents
And know how much you are loved.
Your parents, your family, everyone is here
Eat until we are sick
Laugh together until we cry
This is the best way to live
It’s a lucky day, children
We found a scrap of bread. Take my share
And know how much you are loved.
Unsure where your father is, your siblings
Sick from not eating
Never let them see you cry
This is the only way to survive
This world of contrasts – the haves and the have nots. I yearn for a balance, an equity…
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I wonder if we’re even capable of maintaining peace, as a race…
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Oh, I do hope so !!
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