The Sad Reality

• Payten Cloete, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

Come day and night, we always fight. With guns and bombs while singing songs. One day though, I hope we'll grow, as better people and live as equals. It doesn't have to be this way with bombs and guns and splattered brains. We'll live in peace and soon to come I really hope we'll live as one. Now listen to each word I say for this could mean something one day!