War torn countries in the distance
Leaders wage it, their insistence
Talking big, threatening words
Mocking peace like mynah birds
Threats hewn and tossed like knives
Never mind our soldier’s lives
Children suffer
With no buffer
While leaders continue to huff and puff
Tossing bombs with intent to crush.
***
A precision airstrike on an Iranian military complex on Saturday hit a neighboring elementary school on Saturday, killing some 165 people, many of them schoolgirls. An NPR review of satellite imagery suggests the school may have been struck due to outdated targeting information.
***
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 7, 2026
The Bag Lady 
Hi Linda, lovely poem. You said it all in the simplest manner: children without a buffer, leaders huffing and puffing. Whatever happening is terrible.
Wishing you and your son a speedy recovery. X
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hi, this is Cheryl, the bag lady. I just use the promoters page to have new bloggers to see it for info. Thanks, though😉
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oops, sorry. Hi Cheryl,😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hi! No problem…😃
LikeLike