Night after night
Day after day
The bullets fly
The bullets fly
The gunshots
scream
We run for cover
Trying to shield
ourselves
From the bombs
And the falling
shrapnel
Everyone is petrified
Living through
terror
Trying to escape
death
And for why?
All this hate,
what is it for?
Do they even know?
Can't they see, the devastating
impact?
It is having on
the land and the people?
Jo Anne Kennedy
February 2014
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