Someone’s Little Girl
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Tears fall like liquid diamonds
Into the palms of dirty hands
The mud they mix in form
Denying every faceted sparkle
Salted drops of hope
Dying in a far-away land
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The dress is torn and tattered
But she nothing else to wear
Home is now forever gone
Family lost to a war unwanted
Alone is all that she can feel
And the pull of great despair
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She is someone’s daughter
Or at least she was before
Politics makes many martyrs
Even of those who did nothing
To bring about the horrors
Found amongst those at war
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If she even survives
Nothing will ever be the same
Eyes cannot un-see the atrocities
And wishes do not bring people back
She will always be dipped in the gray
Left with nothing but her name
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If we do not look at her
It may well explain
Why we can do nothing
Chasing our happy lives
Distance provides shelter
From ever seeing her pain
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
I see her. And I am ashamed that I don’t know how to help.
Take heart. There is not knowing what to do and there is knowing but choosing to do nothing. Shame is reserved for the latter.
powerful words, Brad. It is the innocent victims of war that make it so tragic. We can only hope that the world becomes a kinder, gentler place…
Thank you, Jim! The best we can do is be an example.
how true, Brad…
you are so right with these heartbreaking and devastating words. we cannot forget them and must help in whatever ways we can, even if it just keeping them in the forefront of people’s minds and hearts. you have just done so
Thanks Beth!
Brad, what an exceptional write. I wish the entire world will hear you. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Thank you, G! xoxo
Beautiful words Brad, filled with truth and the reality of war and how it affects the innocent.
All the best,
FBC.
Thank you , my friend!
You’re very welcome my friend!
The families of those who serve can suffer greatly too.
Too true. Thanks Pete!