In The rubble he stood and watched,
As the beat of her heart slowly stopped.
He knelt down beside her side,
And feeling guilty cried and cried.
His fragile world had fallen apart,
All he had made broken.
Her face was bruised, black and blue,
The memories gone, away they flew.
Out of her body, into the sky,
It was her unique way of saying goodbye.
She told him just to let go,
But all he could think to say was NO.
Then another hit him as well,
All the ground around him fell.
Closing his eyes he softly sighed,
With one last breath he too died.
Is this the meaning of War?
People dying, a country sore.
Isn't it to help people be free?
From evil men and poverty.