Why Have War?

by Charlotte Slater aged 8

Why have war, when you can play on the sea shore?
Why have a gun, when you can have fun?
Why have violence, when you can have silence?
Why die, when you can be alive?
Why do governments think war is good?
All it means is more tears and blood

Competition Runner Up. No prize I’m afraid. But well done!

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