The sunny days have all faded away,
Each happy smile has quickly faded.
The children do not have the words to say,
All of them have been roughly sedated.
As each cold rain drop pours onto the ground,
They sit heavy heartedly and depressed.
Their parents have them listen to the sound,
Mom and Dad reassure not to be stressed.
The sun shines through the clouds as clear as day;
The mood of every boy and girl changes.
And in each puddle, the children may play.
New sets of clothes, a mother arranges.
Guns shoot off, effecting the families.
As each loses a member to bloodshed.
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