The Blood of A Million Innocents

peace not bombs

The blood of a million innocents will soon be on my hands.
I look to the sky and weep for those in distant lands.

Let them be, why can you not? They’ve done us not one harm.
They are people just like us who are loving, kind and warm.

Across the sky, my eyes beheld a brilliant shooting star.
I wonder can they see it, those innocents from afar.

Bombs will cloud their night sky, no star light will they see.
They’ll only know the horror of a lie to set them free.

Their hate of me will never end, how could it not be so?
When we fill the sky for them with our bomb’s red fiery glow.

I do not speak their language, but I will understand their pain.
As the bombs sear through their flesh, the ground their blood will stain.

If it were up to me, a star-filled night, there’d always be.
The bombs would not be launched, no guilt would humble me.

We’d sing a song of freedom as we look towards the sky.
Peace would rain on us and no child would need to die.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland
©2013 Shelby I. Courtland

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