People cry,

People die,

But people never stop and look,

At the people lives wars took,

People respect the soldiers,

That passed fighting like boulders,

But do we ever respect the innocent ones,

That lived peacefully then blown up to crumbs,

What did you they do to deserve it?

All the people that were hit,

Just because the president wanted to have a big fit,

Why are people like this?

Because they have power,

Maybe one day people will be not so sour,

And care and about the others,

One day people will stop hiding under the covers,

Look outside and breathe fresh air,

But that will never happen if people don't care,

I wonder if the presidents will ever agree,

On living free,

Never because there all stubborn,

One day I really hope we will have no wars.