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War Can't Bring Peace
The little boy walks down the street
Watching people cry as they try to fleet
Little boys and men killing everyone
For a war started that juat can not be won
He looks up at women weeping over her boy
He was only ten and his heart destroyed
And to his right he see's people pray
Near the church that was blown up yesterday
He grabs a girls hand and sings real loud
'War can't bring peace, peace is sound'
Everyone stops to see what occurred
But just saw a little boy who wanted to be heard
He looked at them and started to cry
As the girl let go with no reply
He wanted them to answer but know one did
So he spoke 'the innocent deserve to live'
Nothing but blank faces filled his sky
So he spoke 'we are all brothers but we take eachothers lives?'
Anger flushed over his face
He thought to himself what is wrong with this place
Just when he was about to walk away
A little boy soldier said to him 'wait!'
He turned around to hear the boy say
'I believe there will be freedom today'
The little boy's face was covered in a smile
As they walked down the street so vile
They chanted 'war can't bring peace, peace is sound
We need hope for freedom to be found
The innocent die every day
But god can help us we need to pray'
Again and again the chanted this song
Until all people joined with confessions of wrong
So Now Two little boys lie hand in hand
One a soldier and one now a man
Because speaking up for freedom that one day
They knew that death was the price they must pay
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