And when i close my eyes tonight…

every day, i wake up to the sound of the cries
running from the gunfire, tears stream down their eyes
i think about my troubles, feeble and dumb as they are
but somewhere in the world, someone meets their demise

it never makes sense in this moment and place
how a child could disappear without leaving a trace
and the parents on their knees, shouting out to the stars
hoping that once again, they could see their child’s face

can anybody say this war could be won?
countless voices silenced by the sound of a gun
i lay awake uneasy wondering how could i sleep
knowing someone won’t live to see the morning sun?

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