Suffer The Children.

Surrounded by scenes of suffering Children are caught, despicably, As terror and hate fly between Them and their lives. Terrified girl dies. Heart attack Takes her, as bomb wrecks her home. She was fourteen and alone. Now back Her family mourns. Three innocents play in the street. Aged eight to ten, inoperably Injured, they lie, one minus his feet. No-one survives. Shame on the uncaring hard hearts Who, hearing no pleas, will then murder Even a child. Missiles can part No bad from the good. Need we ask how we feel when guns Tanks and bombs scream death to the young?