Families broken, worlds turned upside-down
small children weep as mommy and daddy
prepare to leave them, no one knows how long
look at what you have done

Years pass the children grow older
another birthday has gone by
staring into the candle flame
then tightly closing their eyes
they wish for mommy's comforting voice
daddy's strong embrace
look at what you have done

Letters come more are sent
seasons change, time goes on
all the while the children grow
Each night they pray
"God why did mommy go away?"
still too young to understand
little else than their mommies and daddies
left them, too young to know the danger
look at what you have done.

Days are long, nights often sleepless
a mother gently carresses her little girls
photographed smile, her heart breaking
she fights back tears, there is a job to be done
softly she prays,
"God give me strength to make it home"
look at what you have done

More time passes, the children growing more frightened
loved ones search for words to comfort them
to help them understand why mommy and daddy have gone
little faces awash with tears, chins quivering
out of frustration they wail
"when will mommy and daddy be home?"
yes Mr Bush when will mommy and daddy come home?
looking into those sad little eyes
how do we tell them, so young and innocent
that mommy and daddy may not be coming home
look at what you have done

Families broken, worlds torn apart
small children weep as mommy and daddy
prepare to leave them
look at what you have done

If you still question why no one is behind you
maybe you should look into the sad little faces
trying to be brave
take a good look at these children
growing up without parents
look at what you have done

nice!

nice even though i have looked into those same eyes and seen my kids cry when i had to go i still believe in why we went but your poem still gave me goose bumps remembering those days.