Have you ever been ashamed of whom you were?

Have you ever been ashamed of what people infer?

"You're just a killer and you've done wrong and you don't belong."

What is happening?

There is war and hate and people have decided that "might makes right."

Death is filling the air and no one is spared from the bombs; an eight-year-old…is gone.

Somehow it must end.

Be my friend, get to know me.

We truly can be one with each other but only if we begin to see that all we do now is fight and smite and care only about "right and wrong."

We cry in our beds and dread that next morning when we will see the dead in their mass graves, our hopes and dreams coming apart at the seams!

Oh why, why?

No one has to die!

For how many more lives will be taken before "might" is no longer a path?

Before we no longer feel the wrath of our sins, and for once love each other?

All we want is peace and to realize that the skies should not be filled with our gunshots and whisperings of plots to kill.

Enough blood has been shed, don't you see?