Our so-called friends are bombing and maiming. <br />Our so-called enemies are reacting and killing. <br />When will these massacres end? <br />When will we stop fighting for a piece of land? <br />In this carnage, is there a thoughtful difference <br />Between our friends and our enemies? Hence, <br />Our conscience is buried in our false pride. <br />Our children are dying. Countless women died <br />Fleeing the bombardments. Young men are slaughtered <br />In broad daylight. Myriads of innocents are murdered <br />By our cowardly acts. Hell landed on earth. <br />Where are the Superpowers? We are out of breath. <br />Surrounded by deadly clouds, the air smells death. <br />The angels are weeping. What the hell is going on Earth? <br />The dead bodies are everywhere. The mute, the deaf, <br />And the handicapped are not exempt, they are dying <br />Indiscriminately, like the motherless babies. <br />Life on earth is sad; there are too many morbid crises. <br />As customary, the politicians are mumbling. They are afraid <br />To tell the truth. They are faking it. They were not elected <br />To lead, but exist to paint and to embroider the lies of the allies. <br />This is shameful. This is crazy. When will the sufferings and the cries <br />Stop? When will the blood spills end? <br />When will we stop dying for the bloody land?<br /><br />Hebert Logerie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unnecessary-massacres/
