When will all the killing stop.
When will all the nightmares be over.
Stop the bombing,the shooting the massacres.
Stop the pointing of fingers.
Stop the hate,and the wickedness.
Let love guide us home.
For we are all God’s children.
To those who have lost their loved ones, we speak peace to your wailig hearts. May their souls find rest in peace.
Amen to that.
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Amen.
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Well said. Peace and light to you.
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Peace and light. 🙂
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beautiful sentiments…nice poem. you are so right about. the madness that is never ending. it just tears my Herat
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So true Gradmama,it is heartbreaking! Thanks for stopping by. It s been a while though. I trust you are doing great. 🙂
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