let us find peace
in a battlefield
where weary souls
can finally yield
let them ask their own questions
they can make their own choices
open up your ears and hear
their pained and bitter voices
let them live their life
without the taking of others'
someday they might become
mothers or fathers
let them rest
from the death and sorrow
give up your arms
and let them have their tomorrow
YOU ARE READING
Raindrops
Poetry"Will you ever hear me in the rain?" "...?" ***** #157 in Poetry February 12, 2016 #86 in Poetry February 14, 2016
