Collateral Damage

Lullaby

Hush little baby,
Don’t say a word.
Your dreams are dead;
Your voice unheard.
Cry no more,
Just pray for peace.
Mommys failed,
And man is beast.
See their hatred
Burn, so bright.
Lighting up
The sky tonight.
A holy war;
On holy ground.
Not one angel,
To be found.
But Mommy’s here.
No more sorrow.
I hope you live.
To see tomorrow.
Your Daddy’s dead.
Your brother’s gone.
If we survive,
We'll move on.
Past the snipers,
And the rubble.
Beyond the murder,
And its trouble.
If you grow up,
Keep this trait;
For only hope,
Can stop the hate.
Your pretty face,
With aged eyes,
Must be strong,
Against all lies.
Crushed beneath,
Boots and tanks,
The militant,
Are closing ranks.
Mommy’s here,
Don’t be scared.
You must be brave,
If you are spared.
When both guns,
And sorrow cease,
You must be able,
To brave the peace.
Hear not, child,
The soldiers scream.
Listen to
Your Mommys dream.
Because of you,
I'll live on,
Even after,
This night I'm gone.
Look at me!
Turn from death!
That fouls this life,
With every breath.
We cannot run;
No where to go.
What will happen?
I don't know.
Think not of,
The shaking walls.
Hold mommy tight,
As death calls.
Think instead,
Of rolling waters.
Not of the blood,
That covers martyrs.
Go hide yourself
In the night!
Don't come back!
Until its light.
Do not cry,
I'm in your heart.
But for now,
We must part.
Now they come!
You must go!
Whatever happens,
You must grow.
Run, child, run!
I'll hold the door!
But Mommys' love,
Can't stop the war.

Christy Cole