The earth keeps turning
People are continually dying
My blistered soul keeps yearning
For the babies who are still crying
Peace we are not learning
Wars have ravaged and torn
My heart hurts with every beat
As if punctured by a bristled thorn
Summer brings its sweltering heat
While we bury the dead and mourn
Was it supposed to be this way?
Or did we get lost along our journey
Cluttering of our minds brought such dismay
Another ambulance, another victim on a gurney
The world continues to fight, even today
The rich keep getting strong
While the poor keep dying young
And that is just so wrong
When will the words sweeten our tongue
When will the fighting cease?
So, we can all enjoy a greater peace
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