Charles J. Ingerson


Trickles of blood so found
soiled there on the ground;

Children left alone crying
mothers/fathers dying;

Many nations thus bound
soiled there upon the ground;

History yawns in the sighing
high above flames flying;

None left unaccountable
all forever responsible;

Justifying what was done
many nations now as one;

Offering excuses unable
mentally made unstable;

Hiding and running done
many nations now one!