Innocents Blood

Choose a weapon, time is near,
Do it wisely, War we fear.
I choose pen, words of power,
War is coming, this very hour.

Hurry up now, time to descend,
Build a bunker, you to defend.
Lock the door's, hide in room,
War is relentless, be here soon.

What's the point, war with words,
The spoken truth, goes not heard.
All the past, Losses we morn,
War is death, Poppy now worn.

Not ever again, we should say,
Poor innocent's blood, should not pay.
Write your defense, make it law,
This must change, NO MORE WAR!

©2011 Craig Wadner