For a small boy of just six years old

I have seen too many horrors untold

When it is playtime and I have to go out

“I’m not excited!” I want to shout

It should not be this way at all

For someone so new and small

My playground should be a swinging tire

Not watching my sister fall in cross fire

Her favorite doll beside her lay

As lifeless as she became that day

She is gone my Mama says to me

As now even my Mama seems to be

Yes, I am too small to comprehend

Yet I know my family will never mend

So now I am trying to write to you all

In vain should another one of us fall

I sincerely beg you to understand

What all of us children now demand

Though we do not like what you are about

We have a right to live a normal life out

Do what evil you feel you must

But leave us out of the settling dust

Find somewhere vacant to fight your way

A far-off place where bullets won’t stray

Or better yet, just fight like men

Use a fist with no weapon

I really don’t care how you choose

If you save a child…What’s there to lose?