Framed

Here I am in pain and anguish

Heavily bleeding, running for shelter

Struggling in the darkness of no power

Dead bodies all around scattered

With no one to burry or to care

Underneath the rumbled structures

Moaning voices with the hope of rescue

But, you'll watch me with indifference?

Enjoying your morning breakfast?

Yeah, because I am only just a picture

Of the violent war and bombing

Framed scene in your morning news.