Its the innocent who suffer

Children born in bunkers deep
Fear preventing them from sleep
Lives once with hope fulfilled
Aspirations lifestyle build.

Minds mounting murderous deeds
Onto their ego evil feeds
A rat into a corner finds
A place in its disfigured mind.

Can we now stand idly by
Watch that terror, hear their cry
Or will we stand as family
Prevent this worlds calamity.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )