Written by Steven, 9 yrs old
War
War is a silent rumble I'd like to call death row.
Many a soldier has given their life for peace and end of torture.
Our brave die many and violen but their souls are lifted high.
Trumpets play and life goes on. You can set your mind to anything because our few and proud.
We are left to march on proud and live what we have been given.
But only the dead have seen the end of war, the silent rumble I'd like to call death row.
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I am a young mother of a strong-willed, beautiful, bright, all the good things in life four year old girl. She is the center of my world.
Member Since: 3/18/2008
