The Children the Bombs Overlooked

Stare into the brutish jaws

Of strife's heartless device

And turn your back to hell

Resolute in a profound defiance

No snake coiled your untempered spine

Stoic-eyed and sage far beyond your years

Stoic-eyed as youth's zeal was forcibly cleaved from your being

Stoic-eyed as your homeland bore every strike of lightning

From those thousand scalding storms

Stoic-eyed as the painted fields of your youth dеvolved

Into ragged horizons of lush minefiеlds

Stoic-eyed against the panorama of churning, wanton death

Resolute in a profound defiance

You stared into the brutish jaws

Of strife's heartless device

And you turned your back to hell

Alone, you forged your innermost tribulations

Into an unheralded saga of deep bearing

Ever defiant like a glimmer of quartz

In an iron mine

You child the bombs overlooked

You child the bombs overlooked