The battlefield. and amazing music by beautiful Justine Griffin.

The battlefield..

Do the children of war, dream?

In Ukraine, Russia killing off cities.

Where do the families run to?

I saw the people of war,

their eyes,

like old soldiers.

They ran from death and they know death is near.

Soldiers dance with death,

it was their decision.

But what do we tell the children?

Their home is destroyed and hateful men want to kill them.

The battlefield, the blood and escaping to the unknown.

This shouldn’t be the life of a child.

Where are the teachers of peace?

The man of war screams heard above the hope of peace.

What do tell a child, when everything is lost.

Maybe men are too greedy? maybe men are too hateful?

They cannot see the children bleed, they cannot see the children die?

Coyote