Hearts are being broken.
Lives are being stoken.
People are dying.
People are crying.
People are lying.
Lives have just started.
People are brokenhearted.
Solders are fighting.
Writers are writing.
Kids are playing
and preasts are praying.
Killers are killing
and guys are just chillin’.
Kids have no home.
People are all alone.
Girls want a pony.
Boys are named Tony.
People found rheir lucky penny.
CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW MANY?

Neža Glonar, 9.b