Poem By 16-year-old Self
(7/24/2006)

Is war a man's plaything
knocking down building blocks
caving in to crush them
plastic faces smiling
stiff bodies are frozen
Eyes that wont ever close
stop!

They want to shut it out,
yet it keeps on falling.
Thinking it will end soon,
yet someone continues,
crushing, grinding, breaking.
Who?

Evil that never ends,
keeps it all from going,
thirsty for your fresh blood.
sucking on your bare bones.
What?

So it all continues,
no side ever wins,
in this child's play
Toys!

Giggling children gleeful
They're holding up their loot
content.

Destruction continues
Why?