Today war ravages across most of the world from one country to another, but did anyone ever stop to think about the children?
When is it enough?
Children with lost innocence
fight war on every hand
leaving all their hopes and dreams
scattered in the dessert sand
as their blood is shed
across the land.
When is it enough?
Bombs ring out from night to day
a serenade to the children
as they sleep and play.
With fear their comfort I hear them say,
“There is no peace in our world today.”
Tell me, when is it enough?
What will it take for us to hear the children’s cries
how many of them must lose their lives
before we open up our eyes and realize …
It has been too many already.
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