Mothers of the World Unite

Mothers of the World Unite

Mothers of the world unite

As their little boys go off to fight in unwanted wars

Babies still cry

As time goes quickly by

A young man follows, in his father’s footsteps

Going off to fight in a bloody war

Still mother’s little boy

Play fighting when he was a young boy

It used to be such fun

Never wishing to use real guns

Living in the darkest of trenches

Flying fighter planes in the blackest of the thunderous skies

Sailing on the roughest of the stormy seas

Where little boys become pilots, sailors and soldiers

Tearful mothers cry

Tears of fear and pride

They don’t want their little boys to fight and die

Mothers of the world unite

As young men will always go off to war and fight

Toria

14/5/2023