I loved this poem so much, you could just not imagine. It talks about one of the things that breaks my heart. What people have to realise is that there are not only wars with different countries, there are wars out on the streets...

Jeannie
Wonderful job on this poem....there are so many emotions running through the lines.

Dirty hands, dirty faces
No longer hide in dirty places
For not a breath
Is left to pray
As little soldiers
Go to their graves.

How sad that this is ocurring everyday :(
Take Care Cindy

How sad and true....skillfully written...great imagery! Really liked the repetition of the lines. 5/5 All the best, Debbie