Poetry

The guns fell silent

By 5th September 2008December 9th, 2019No Comments

The guns fell silent
No more death from above
The final shot has been fired
The guns roar no more

I look upto the sky
Dare I ask why?
Why has so many been taken
I hope that their lost lives will not be forsaken

I feel the sun on my face
I close my eyes tight
The suns warmth envelopes me
Can we finally be free?
Free from the slaughter and pain

I look at the tear stained faces
And hear the shouts of joy
Is it finally over can we go home
To see our loved one’s

I can only hope that lessons have been learnt
For so many lives that were spent
Cut short in their prime
Taken way before their time

I sit still and I listen
To the silence of the guns

John Sinclair

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