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No more pain
No more pain
Saw the news,
heard the screams, so much worse I’m sure than it seems
Men, women,
and children scattered, lying dead, robbed of all their dreams
Centuries have certainly not improved, blood-stained scars so deeply grooved
When will it end? Despite mega ton blasts leveling buildings the needle hasn’t moved
We hate them and they hate us even more, kill innocents to prop up your cause and even the
score
Pound them with artillery, no humanitarian pause, too bad about the civilians, damnit this
is war!
Pray for peace, hope for a better place, plant trees; drop seeds instead of bombs end
the arms race
Heal the planet, save the fishes. Help children void of wishes. Put a smile filled with
hope on their face
Stop killing each other in the name of the Lord, shake hands instead of neighborhoods, join
in one accord
Time to let
go of the anger and the pains, work together,
and listen while each other explains
Build
tomorrows of inclusion, reason rather than react and let the fires be washed
out by the rains
Rains of peace flowing through the land, no more gunfire in the streets, take your neighbor by
the hand
Prosper under the sun, enjoy the fruits of your God living as one just the way I’m sure He
planned
No more pain
Tim Windisch
11/03/2023
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By Tim WindischNo more pain
Saw the news,
heard the screams, so much worse I’m sure than it seems
Men, women,
and children scattered, lying dead, robbed of all their dreams
Centuries have certainly not improved, blood-stained scars so deeply grooved
When will it end? Despite mega ton blasts leveling buildings the needle hasn’t moved
We hate them and they hate us even more, kill innocents to prop up your cause and even the
score
Pound them with artillery, no humanitarian pause, too bad about the civilians, damnit this
is war!
Pray for peace, hope for a better place, plant trees; drop seeds instead of bombs end
the arms race
Heal the planet, save the fishes. Help children void of wishes. Put a smile filled with
hope on their face
Stop killing each other in the name of the Lord, shake hands instead of neighborhoods, join
in one accord
Time to let
go of the anger and the pains, work together,
and listen while each other explains
Build
tomorrows of inclusion, reason rather than react and let the fires be washed
out by the rains
Rains of peace flowing through the land, no more gunfire in the streets, take your neighbor by
the hand
Prosper under the sun, enjoy the fruits of your God living as one just the way I’m sure He
planned
No more pain
Tim Windisch
11/03/2023