by Laurie Mazzarella
Recently, I saw a special on TV about an American woman who has been bringing foreign children who have been seriously injured in war torn countries to the US for reconstructive surgery for a number of years. I was very touched by this story and the children's lives that were truly being restored, at least physically, after such trauma that only weapons of war can produce. Below are a couple of poems that I found in my files that I wrote years ago about different wars in different countries than the ones we are involved with today. The message has not changed!
War Child
Crossfire
Caught in the crossfire
Young child
Innocent life
caught in the fire,
the gunfire,
the war,
the hatred,
the greed,
Innocent child
New life
caught
Trapped in the crossfire
with nowhere to run
but from the guns,
the madness,
the war
Child
caught
Running wild
Child
Innocence
caught in the crossfire
by Laurie Mazzarella
Our Children Are Dying
Please listen
Our children are dying
Please listen
Our fields are burning
Father's been shot
Mama's weeping
Children scared
No crops growing
No food for supper
Please listen
Our children are dying
They're hungry
afraid
alone
and too often dead
Can't anyone see
it isn't their fault?
Yet, money speaks louder
Power louder still
as our cries are muffled
beneath the din of greed
Still we plead
Please listen
Our fields are burning
Our children are dying
Please stop the guns
the hate
the war
Can't anyone hear
over the noise of power?
Doesn't anyone care
in the face of more wealth?
That our children are dying
Your children are dying
We're killing the children
Please listen
by Laurie Mazzarella
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