Paris Bombed!

I see them beyond the dress they wear

and the tongue they speak.

I feel they are all the same, sometimes

strong, and sometimes weak!

Heart of hearts, they all want to be calm

And prefer to be at peace.

But they are so sensitive that when hurt

Revenge is what they seek!

Pray stop this funny game of destruction

As our future looks so bleak.

We are, from the start, made to be alike

For when we die, all of us reek!

We build bridges, we build roads aplenty,

But war makes them badly creak.

Let’s lay down our arms for humanity’s sake

'Ere we are laid, lifeless and meek!

Humanity Burning in War...