The chaos
In a world divided, nations collide
As missiles fly and borders close
Citizens suffer, buildings crumble
Hospitals overwhelmed, doctors stumble
Ideologies clash, like stormy seas
Borders shift, with each decree
Famine and strife, the price we pay
For leaders blinded by their own sway
The innocent pay, as wars decree
Orphaned and maimed, their spirits free
Buildings crumble, as bombs rain down
The wounded cry, as hope drowns
The elite, in bunkers safe
Surveying the carnage with unseeing eye
While common folk, beneath the rubble lie
Their blood and dreams, a muddy puddle
Educated minds, once held such sway
Now branded criminals in the cruelest of plays
But knowledge knows no bounds, nor war
It lives on, in the hearts of those who care
It's not religion, nor greed or need
That drives this madness, but our inability to heed
The words of peace, the words of love
The words that could, if only we'd all embrace above
So mark these words, remember well
The day will come, when we must all farewell
The darkness of war, the hate and strife
And choose instead, the path of life
For in the end, it's not the nations
That matter most, but the common man's salvation
A world united, where all can thrive
Where love and learning, not war, are alive