Short Poem On 'War' Poem by Aziz Akrish

As I wake up from my sleep, I find this world has fallen, children are dying, parents are crying, and here I am rhyming, I know I hate this world of confusion, war for just nifty illusions, they thought they have saw, but only lies cover their damned eyes, we are all here grieving over someone who passed away, when the reality is we cannot say, that he came back to his Lord to be judged, and we just stay and say that he passed away, with no remorse whatsoever, we calmly await our passing away.