The war machine
d
r
o
p
s
b
o
m
b
s
d
o
w
n
on the cities of the innocent.
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Moms’ eyes
r
a
i
n
t
e
a
r
s
d
o
w
n
their despairing, reddened cheeks.
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Sons’ and daughters’ bodies
f
a
l
l
d
o
w
n
d
e
a
d
to the stony ground.
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Civilizations’ pillars
b
r
e
a
k
a
n
d
c
r
u
m
b
l
e
,
leaving pebbles on the earth.
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Proud, towering trees
t
o
p
p
l
e
o
v
e
r
,
l
y
i
n
g
in beds of smokey black.
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When will the fighter jets
b
e
b
r
o
u
g
h
t
d
o
w
n
,
leaving the earth to grow in peace?
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