The Way It Is
The way it is
People all over the world are mad
War is deadly and very sad.
Children are the ones paying
All morning they sit praying.
A bomb has no sympathy
It kills with no empathy.
The war was caused by terror
Whose at fault, look in the mirror?
People show all kinds of hate
The end of the world seems to be fate.
Fighting this war just to obtain oil
We need our troops back on our soil.
This war seems to never come to an end
Our troops are fighting hard to defend.
All countries need to get along
Everyone fighting is just wrong.
Togetherness is how we should be
That’s why today all of us are free.
All this fighting just raises our taxes
People keep dying that’s just the way it is.
Our troops need to come back home
Being the best seems like a syndrome.
Why keep making everywhere else better
I will keep writing till I get the answer.
This fighting needs to come to a halt
If more people die it’s not my fault.
Justin Krout
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