When the years that we number outweigh moral code ,ruthless men are on their way driving down the road.
Children disappear in the middle of the night forced to become soldiers and they must go to fight.
Dictators gave their orders, burn them down in flames.
Hell has no borders, when a cruel rule reigns.
The children's guns are louder .
Feed them grief and beef
And poverty for powder.
Arm them to the teeth.
Filling them with hatred, killing is a new game.
Guess who'll be playing.
Lose your life and it's a shame.
The people are unjustly falling off their feet.
Hungry dogs eat the corpses lying on the street.
Insurgence and injustice continue to grow.
Days of war are dark -pray for a bright tomorrow.
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-03-30 05:54:21
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