The one which has no name

I saw blood today
Blood of my father
Blood of my mother
Blood of my sister
Blood of my brother
Blood of someone who perhaps could have been my son,daughter or lover...

There was blood.
A lot of it.

Mangled limbs on the street,
Torn apart by hatred.
Bodies lying,
Made dead by the want of more.

I saw blood today.
A lot of it.
And I can no longer think straight.
Pardon me, for I, like you, like them,
Only wanted a little peace.

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