A thirst for knowledge, once fulfilled
Becomes a thirst for blood.
The realisation hits me,
Like a body with a thud.
The photos in the newspapers
The death next to the green.
For every peaceful village there's one bombed behind the scenes.
For every healthy child there's a starving one as well.
For every soul in Heaven there's a
Thousand more in hell.
by Leon Mayne (14)
Worle Community School, Weston-Super-Mare
Competition - The Poetry Trials
Copyright remains with the author.