War Torn
We do not know how we would fair
A world so unlike our own
One day our home is standing there
Now rubble and rocks all thrown
Amidst a fight we did not choose
Watching loved ones die each day
The battle we are forced to lose
For humanity will have no stay
Thrust upon us this horrid war
Lives cast in blood and sand
Can we ever hope something more
Salvation but prayer in weak hand
This the lot drawn for us now
A scorched and abandoned place
If we could only escape somehow
A return of some absent grace
Come now child, we must leave
No time for tears have we
Our lives have been given heave
We set sail on unknown sea
I hope that where e’er we go
We find that elusive peace
More kindness will this world know
If ever this hatred should cease
Could we suffer a more damning fate
Than a world filled with death and strife
Where men engaged in rampant hate
Thrust swords into our life
commonsensiblyspeaking 
Moving words and unseen truth Brad, we can see all their pains and despair, they are the victims of the war they didn’t start or want it. You should try to publish this on other sites.
Thank you Shanti! Submitting my work for publication elsewhere is very challenging for me. I don’t know where to even begin to be honest. It is a hurdle I need to learn to get over, but I am not there yet. Thank you for your encouragement!
Very true and very sad.I agree with prashant .you should.publish it I either sites
Thank you dearest Meena! Maybe I will submit it to Spillwords Press, but I do not have any other experience in submitting my work for other publications. Maybe one day I will get better at that. Thanks again and blessings to you and the boys!
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Thank you kindly GPD! And thank you for reading!
great poem! war makes no sense, and the decisions to go to war are usually made by people who are not directly engaged in the battles.
Your words are sadly too true Jim. Thanks for reading and commenting!
war. what is it good for. absolutely nothing.
A classic song! Thanks Jim!
indeed!