(written during the Iraq war)
A display of fireworks lighting up the sky night after night;
Cherry bombs exploding in celebration of everything that's right;
Everyday a holiday - no school to attend, no homework to complete;
The entire world a playground, with toys, and packets of food to eat
Falling from the sky.
No parents to scold you, no aunts and uncles to complain anymore
About your childish misdeeds - no restrictions, no responsibilities to fulfil as before
Towards them; the entire world is in mayhem - freedom and liberty for all...
And but for the fear, the pain and the sorrow, you could truly call
This a child's paradise!
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