Children In Mourning

Virgin shrouds
Mourning wombs
Innocence cut short
Parents' lap
Empty broken
Shoulders weary
Eyes weighed
Bullets strayed
Nameless assail
Hopes frail.

When bombs fly
And sirens cry
Children cannot defy
They wonder if they 
Will live to see
Another dawn
Play and run all day long
And they wonder 
What the fighting is all about?

87 thoughts on “Children In Mourning

  1. So painful. NOBODY deserves to live under circumstances as harsh as those, Especially children as they’re yet to sprout into what they will be. They’re the future-makers and it’s imperative that they live their lives to the fullest now, blooming into how they wish to be. Children living in war zones deserve life. This poem has said what the world really needs to hear right now. Thank you!

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