20Such a beautiful day it is,
When nothing can go wrong.
The flowers are blooming,
And the birds are in full song.
But, alas!
Such a day cannot last.
Gun shots fire,
And everything disappears fast.
The flowers are trampled upon
By heavy boots and evil men.
The birds are shot down,
And I look at all this with a frown.
Now, all that is left
Of the flowers and the birds
Are the feathers and petals.
And those evil men win many medals.
So this is war.
When even a beautiful day
Where nothing can go wrong
Does go wrong.
-Isay P.-