With swords and arrows
And now nuclear weapons are founded.
Since ages and men still fight
Over money and a rock so bright.
Oh God I ask you why
You’ve made them so blind
They can’t even see what they’ve
Wake up fellow men
You all share the same father
Still, you are killing each other.
News flash fellow men
Earth is not yours, but for the future
And the generations that wind blows.
I just don’t understand why you still
fight for more
eventually die, and others’ll inherit all.
It’s a silly game you play, Where all players must die
For you are the predators and the prey, at the same time.
However it’s the players that change
But the game is still the same
They’ve played it too much
That death has become their middle name.
But I’m afraid that one day we’ll blend,
In this horrible killing trend.
So will many generations ahead
Until one day, the river of life clots with dead,
That’s when we can say: The End.
This poem was written by: Imad El-Khoury of Beirut Evangelical School for Girls and Boys - B.E.S.G.B. Rabieh
the author: My name is Imad El-Khoury.
I live in Rabieh, Lebanon. I'm a student at B.E.S.G.B., Rabieh. I love to write and express my thoughts in anyway,
especially on paper. Now, thanks to these contests, my English teacher and my school, I can share these thoughts and writings