Rockets whizzing through the air.
Filling people with despair.
Bombs explode, and tanks roar.
In this one, one sided war.
Forcing people to submit.
Is no victory, I’ll admit.
Forced submission is no winner.
Like a bully taking someone’s dinner.
It’s time for peace, no more hate.
War its self is out of date.
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