Minefield Walk

[Christian]

Minefield Walk

Sun shines through Windows - I start yawning,

the birds are singing - just another lone morning.

The Sky is blue and no clouds to see,

I go to the Kitchen to boil me a tea.

 

All dailly routines passing my mind,

breakfast, washing, and always be kind.

Thats how the morning should begin,

but my morning starts with violence and sin.

 

I turn on the TV and what do I see,

Soldiers shooting People - that should not be.

Childrens which lost their legs by a mine,

that should not be and a mother starts to cry.

 

I go to the Kitchen - start boiling a tea,

The Pictures of War stand always by me.

Soldiers, Rockets, Mine's and Guns,

over a Minefield another Child runs.

 

I drink my tea and see it clear,

those poor little children are living in fear.

Every Day could be their last,

their lives are over just with a blast.

 

All politics just sit there and talk,

but they never done a minefield walk.

They always stay in their well guarded room,

and on the minefield another Child walks.. BOOM.

 

I wish for all the people in charge,

with their Armies brutaly and large.

They will change their hollow talk,

if they survive a minefield walk.