On the fall for the standing tall

Our babies, children and young are dying in tons
All over Palestine, Syria, Yemen, Iraq, Burma.., will we move when it happens to our daughters & sons?
Or not even as we took the oath on the remaining seated drugged on our buns!
Our following generations to be
Are being erased before our eyes, that see
Or does it see what it likes only to spree
Sadly we have been so used to watching our own dying
That we have turned into zombies only in our heads flying
Flying towards the unnecessary to please the self and others still trying
Caring less for the ones being slaughtered and to death crying
Temptations and the worldly pleasures, are they the reason?
Or selfishness to be, a never ending season for humanity treason?
Our necks are on & in line
Our minds floating in river Rhine
And will only notice when its time
We feel physically their horrible crime.
The saddest of all
We are close to our fall
Yet at the end would stand happy & tall.

The Jerusalemite

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