Whistling winds, barren lands
Images of destruction
Landscaped by foreign hands
Devastating nature's construction
Earth shattering shelling opening sands
Ravished peoples taken by suction
Near to death some survive, army shout commands
Early intervention, solid instruction
Saving lives, holding hands
Stop the fighting, inhumane extinction.
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Author Notes
Acrostic poem - contest entry. I have made it rhyme AB,AB. The world at war; Afghanistan is a desert, the innocents suffer, peace keepers are killed. When will we stop the fighting? Each theatre of war becomes a wilderness.
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