He was like, how do I tell them to be strong with tears in my - TopicsExpress

He was like, how do I tell them to be strong with tears in my face/if they hands is chopped off, how do I encourage my son to carry his weight/how will god hear my prayers when bombs is going off next door/stray bullets tore through the front door/ an when he came from hiding his infant baby an wife we slain on the floor/he cocked his gun an asked, how do I reform? What a crisis!/no relatives, he blames it on the western lab engineered diseases/the system/somewhr six sit round the table, lush dividends and counting money bags/meanwhile this evening in west africa they countin body bags/they sleep with they eyes open/ amnesty also has a new name-coverts/they invaded a school, enslaved the kids and sold em/now 10 years olds buck grenades and spray rocket launchers/cold blooded killer with no concious/they injected them with heroine to treat the nightmares from the totures/the horrific confessions of a war child!#WarChild a poem by Poetic