RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: THE WAR
Strength of Soul
The times demand a strength of soul
To push away these forlorn blues
A way to map the days ahead
Despite the tragic news
The war seems like it will not end
The innocent keep dying
A breath of hope we wish to send
To keep ourselves from crying
But words of vengeance do not bend
The bullets keep on flying
It seems this heart will never mend
The cause is mystifying
We wonder how we can endure
When every day seems worse
We pray for mercy and a cure
To lift this ancient curse
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