A child's cry

In shadows cast by power's play, homes lost in the game,

Families shattered, hearts aflame, whispers bear their name.

A war of tactics, cold and cruel, claims lives without remorse,

Parents, siblings torn away, leaving hearts on a tragic course.

In the chessboard of ambition, pawns fall one by one,

How many more must sacrifice before the war is done?

Children robbed of innocence, their laughter turned to tears,

The future marred by conflict, echoing unspoken fears.

Bodies pile like silent pleas, a toll too high to bear,

Yet the game persists, blind to the suffering it dares.

Oh, leaders of the war, heed the cries of those undone,

Find a path to peace, let compassion be your sun.

In the ruins of what was, dreams lay crushed and broken,

The cost of your war game, countless words left unspoken.

How many more must fall, their hopes forever scarred?

It's time to end this tragic tale, and let love be our guard.