There she sat all alone by the window In her diary, she confides her sorrows There was no happiness she could borrow Why is this little soul crying? Could it be that her hopes are dying? She sees blood on her doorstep every day She is so sad that there are no words that she could say Ashes flew in the breeze, the aftermath of an explosion Like a world viewed with distortion, War pollutes the Earth, killing all its inhabitants Why can't we live in peace without aggravation? We could spare several lives from weeping And those people that they love would still be living Would'nt the world be a better place without the killing?