My knee weakens at the sight
A massacre of the innocent
Parts of their body littered
As few were mercilessly beaten

The explosion seemed a drill
In a located farming area
Where people go and fill,
Water, pulled by a cart carrier

Where children, usually play
While mothers do their work
Making crooked dolls with clay
In garbbish language, they talk

Sadden, broken wailing mothers
Call onto their childs name
A horrific sight, winked at them
Humanity, what a shocking shame

Cradles gone, blood smeared
A mourning torture grimmed
Giggles gone, people feared
Ears deafened with screams

A peacful, happy settlement
Now a testing bound ground
Cruelty of these man monsters
Polluted their calm surround

Ghosts and devils are a myth
When in vision we see men
Horrendous ****** figures
I wander, what they have learnt

Puppets of the money skimmers
Twinted toys of military goons
People killed everyday
See, how they break their rules

Peace is fading drastically
Where civilians relay on their leaders
Fools, they've been made
They are their testing feeders

Rest in peace, O' beautiful souls
Thou it was not your call
I hope these money made figures,
Push themselves and fall!


©sim