Oh child, sweet child, please be at ease.
The war is raging between our friends and enemies.
On your land and in your sea's,
in the sky's and on your tree's.
Help your men and women, through out there self inflicted pain,
for land is never man or woman's foe.
Just nourish your people and hope and pray
and hope that they see the err in there ways.
Oh child, sweet child, please don't quickly fright.
This war is no longer between enemy lines
but between friends and brothers
and daughters, mother's, and fathers,
it seems the battlefield is now in our homes.
This sickness called war comes in all jaundice tones.
O child, sweet child, please sing our hope song
maybe the world will soon sing along.
They'll soon feel the same as you will soon see,
they'll soon cease this senseless fighting on our land and in our sea's.
"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."
Albert Einstein
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