Guest guest Posted November 11, 2006 Report Share Posted November 11, 2006 Allen Barr was soldier in a war He was about to round a corner not far Allana Barr was his daughter back home About to hand the teacher a drawing she drew Ali was a young man, with local passions and a gun His mother Allisa recited prayers and stayed at home Allen Barr¹s wife was named Sharon Barr But he just lovingly called her just only ³Shar² He rounded the corner, Ali caught site Allana stood up and held her drawing tight Sharon was at the base veterans day parade Allisa was at home, absorbed in religious cherade Allana gave the picture to her teacher and said I painted a big heart called daddys heart, it¹s red And it says I love you daddy, Which is why its called daddys heart, she said Because I love my daddy, and he¹s at war Save Ali, he¹s so young, and he¹s my only son. I love you Allen, thought Sharon, I wish you could be here, I wish I could hold you, as she wiped away the tear Ali lifted his gun, at the American The American¹s saw Ali, and began to lift the same Allana jumped up and down as the teacher said she won Allen fell back, as the bullet did it¹s job Allens heart bled Allanas ³Daddys Heart² won Allanas dad bled He was shot but not dead Ali¹s heart pounded, He started to run An american bullet Ended his fun The kids shouted ³Allana Barr² Ali whispered Allah Akbar Allen moaned ³oh my shar² Sharon thought ³Allan Barr² Allisa prayed Allah Akbar Everyone lost a loved one that day Two bullets, two families two countries, two ways There were many losers on that day Not only the dead but their families who stay There was only one winner, that Barr little girl Who with her red picture did win in her world The rest who were crying were losers all For they either were dead or crying over the fall And the moral is simple Big loving hearts are winners Shooting guns makes only losers We must find a world beyond war Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 12, 2006 Report Share Posted November 12, 2006 Dear Richard, I hope this message reaches the war-zealots who can be found in every corner of this world. The true strength and bravery lies in efforts to maintain peace. The success of a ruler of a nation is judged not by the innumerable wars he fought, but the number of wars he prevented. There is no use making cannon fodder out of young able-bodied men just to fulfill whims and personal ambitions of someone whom we elected as our leader. Saddam, Osama, Bush, Hitler,......all are different faces of same immortal Ravana who thrives on bloodshed. War is his business, his only source of livelihood. He knows nothing else, can do nothing else. The sooner we realize this, the faster we will make him powerless. Thanks again for this poem. Regards, Ashutosh - Richard E Wurst valist Sunday, 12 November, 2006 03:06 Veterans day Allen Barr was soldier in a war He was about to round a corner not far Allana Barr was his daughter back home About to hand the teacher a drawing she drew Ali was a young man, with local passions and a gun His mother Allisa recited prayers and stayed at home Allen Barr¹s wife was named Sharon Barr But he just lovingly called her just only ³Shar² He rounded the corner, Ali caught site Allana stood up and held her drawing tight Sharon was at the base veterans day parade Allisa was at home, absorbed in religious cherade Allana gave the picture to her teacher and said I painted a big heart called daddys heart, it¹s red And it says I love you daddy, Which is why its called daddys heart, she said Because I love my daddy, and he¹s at war Save Ali, he¹s so young, and he¹s my only son. I love you Allen, thought Sharon, I wish you could be here, I wish I could hold you, as she wiped away the tear Ali lifted his gun, at the American The American¹s saw Ali, and began to lift the same Allana jumped up and down as the teacher said she won Allen fell back, as the bullet did it¹s job Allens heart bled Allanas ³Daddys Heart² won Allanas dad bled He was shot but not dead Ali¹s heart pounded, He started to run An american bullet Ended his fun The kids shouted ³Allana Barr² Ali whispered Allah Akbar Allen moaned ³oh my shar² Sharon thought ³Allan Barr² Allisa prayed Allah Akbar Everyone lost a loved one that day Two bullets, two families two countries, two ways There were many losers on that day Not only the dead but their families who stay There was only one winner, that Barr little girl Who with her red picture did win in her world The rest who were crying were losers all For they either were dead or crying over the fall And the moral is simple Big loving hearts are winners Shooting guns makes only losers We must find a world beyond war Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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