Charles E. Preston
I sit here in a once great land
Now forbidden, not known to Man
A result of Wars, violence and greed
Sitting in silence as I bleed
Suffering and death plague these ruins
Because of all of mans’ wrong doings
Why must we bare and pay this price?
All that violence, all those lives
There is no answer, is there an end?
Everyday, somewhere, it starts over again
The needless taking of human rights
This place called darkness, where there is no light
Is this for what we have strived?
A place of deceit, and all the lies
Look around, see all that’s left
All this darkness, is what you’ll get
This world of ours needs to heal
Let in some light, make things real
This nightmare of horror must come to a stop
Or one by one we will continue to drop.
©Copyright 2000 by Charles E. Preston