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THIS LITTLE BOY

THIS LITTLE BOY

THE ATRCITY OF WAR IS ALWAYS SAD IT MAKES ME MAD THAT THE WORLD CANT COME TOGHTER AND HAVE PEACE. I CRYED WHEN I SAW YOU THE OTHER DAY AND I CRYED TODAY WHEN I HEARD YOUR BROTHER DIED WHY DOES THERE HAVE BE WAR. THIS LITTLE BOY WAS JUST LITTLE BOY HE DIDNT UNDERSTAND WHY  WAR WAS HAPPENING WHEN WILL THIS END.THIS LITTLE BOY WAS JUST LITTLE BOY HE DIDNT UNDERSTAND HE WAS JUST 5 WHEN WILL THIS ALL END LETS ALL SAY PRAYER FOR HIM AND HIS BROTHER AND FAMILY AND HIS BROTHER IS NOW  SAFE IN GOD HANDS,THIS LITTLE BOY HE WAS JUST A LITTLE BOY THIS MUST END PLEASE. 

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

I saw his story...

I didn't know he died...

I thought he was a survivor and his story would be heard through his voice...

His family was killed...

He died with a broken heart...

Open arms carried him home...

There shouldn't have had to be a beginning to this horror...

I have a hard time wrapping my head around why all this evil is able to manifest...

More and more...

People just want it this way?

Great write...

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Greg Etsell

I WAS WORNG HE DIDNT DIE BUT IT STILL SAD THAT HE LIVES IN WAR

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Kimmy Alan

We need less poems from poets who want you to feel their pain, and more poetry like this, from poets who want you to feel the world's pain.

Courageous write!!

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