Patturns,

I have never written a poem but none the less, I wrote one and submitted it:


When Will This Stop?

When does it all stop?
The hatred,
The bloodshed,
The fear and the sorrow.

When does it stop?
The words used by newscasters,
The headlines printed daily,
Neither place at all
Shares the word~love.

When did we stop?
Loving us,
Loving them,
Celebrating differences.

When will this stop?
The cry for war,
A nations conflict,
Struggling with
The heartache of war.

Blessings,

Kal