Rest indeed..

There's still a place,

That once you called your own

Not a war zone, not a funeral home

Silent, no more music no sound

Under the moonlight in a small town

Guiltiness rest on their shoulders

So for the wicked man, his days are numbered

Rest indeed, rest in peace.

//Alborosie//

 

To all those who have lost their lives, been displaced, or gone missing because of war, everywhere.

Done