May 6, 2009
By Sara Jakubczak BRONZE, Park Ridge, Illinois
Sara Jakubczak BRONZE, Park Ridge, Illinois
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We see it everyday awaking to such a world full of hate

Deep within the core of a human it burns

Only the strongest survive, the rest become fresh bate

An act of rage and anger, we all seem to take turns

Adding up the total dead, would you call this fun?

A look around, to see people the same as you

A single blast, a loud bang and another life taken from a gun

The eyes of the dead leave you with a look so blue

Your heart sinks as you realize what you have done wrong

So brave never ready to back down

No one ever said this war was to be some kind of kid sing along

The voices of the dead and the injured roar louder then towns

Losing hope for yourself your mind seems to be drifting away

The tears that the men love to call, sweat rolls down your face

A sharp pinch on the inside as you begin to pray

No longer to become normal that is the case

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on May. 21 2009 at 11:48 pm
Moviegroovy BRONZE, New York City, New York
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Favorite Quote:
Life is short, eat dessert first!

I liked how you said what was probably the emotions of war and life. From my experience some people are afriad to admit to this.

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