When

When it's all about war
When it's all about tears
When it's all about guns
When it's all about fears

Where does it go,
what can we take.
Where can we care for,
before the world breaks.

When everything is lost.
When people are dying.
When everything is a mess.
When we can't stop crying.

We can save it,
this isn't the end.
With everbody together,
there is noting we can't.

© Copyright Alisa Beudeker

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Alisa Beudeker

Geplaatst op

13-04-2009

Over dit gedicht

Er is altijd slecht nieuws op tv er is altijd oorlog, hoe lossen we dit op?

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