POEM
In the grip of the civil war
the nation burns.
Thousands and thousands
killed like fire flies to the fire.
Thousands and thousands flee
to the nearby country as refugees
and set up tents.
Many died of
diseases with none to
look after them.
Mediators after
mediators appeared on
the scene to plead
for a cease fire
by inviting the leaders
of the ruling side
and the leaders of opposition
but to no avail.
When will the carnage
and mayhem end
all peace lovers
look above and
pray to God to rescue
them out of the towering inferno.
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