dying in war


United States
40° 46' 23.8584" N, 73° 55' 43.0824" W

I don’t know if it was a dream Because it was something I could not believe I saw a boy with tears in his eyes And fire burning is hope alive He quietly looked up and to god he prayed “Please kill me once and not everyday “ I couldn't watch so I hugged him tight I promised him it would be all right His fragile eyes looked into mine His empty soul asked me why I had no answer to what he asked He hugged me tight as we heard another blast We saw those people run as fast as they could To get away this rain of blood Shouts and screams now filled the air around More bodies and guns fell to the ground The little boy looked up and to me he said “Please tell them to stop, everyone is now dead But why would you care, you’re so far away This is only a dream soon you'll be on your way " The little boy closed his eyes as he waved goodbye I was safely back home ,but I saw him die.


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