The faces of the children.

The faces of the children.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

 No-one wins in war. The winner celebrate and dead cannot speak no-more. 

The faces of war.

I have seen the faces of the children and the women in Palestine and Ukraine.

“Who is right when both sides are wrong.”

They are running away from war and they don’t have no place to go.

Bullets and bombs don’t discriminate. They kill with mercy.

Now The people of Ukraine and Palestine.

Just faces we see on the YouTube and

the wars cannot be stopped.

“Who is right, who is wrong. When both sides are wrong.”

I tried to pray for them in the path of war and hate.

And I feel. No-one is listening.

Where do the people go when war is surrounding them?

I believe if the cold-blooded leaders had to hide, tried to escape guns and bombs for one day.

Tried to survive one day in a war zone.

They would seek peace.

Coyote