Things have begun to come undone
The heat from the sun has fallen some
Using the shadows that cover us
We advance further up.
You have performed violent deeds
That have harmed many indeed.
Child soldiers you have raised
To do your disgusting deeds.
You should lose your life for these
You should suffer worse than they.
Maybe that would bring them peace
Maybe that would cease this decease
Of thousands and thousands of motherless children
To bring profit into your pocket.
How could you think it’s okay
To turn children into fighting machines?
My desire to end this plight
Comes full circle tonight.
The sun is down
Your heads at rest,
The shadows cover my breath.
Into your life cometh I
Using the night to snuff your light
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Marcus Alan Perkins
I’m a father, published author, student, avid reader, husband, and advocate for equality for all. I am going to use this platform for my short stories and poems. Follow me on Facebook: @Author.MarcusPerkins, Twitter handle: @AMarcusperkins
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