This is from my "anthology" of poems written at a tender young age :)

People were charging
There was madness in the air
All hell was breaking loose
There was violence that even I couldn't bear!!!

Friends were fighting
And enemies even more
Warfare in today's world is nothing new
So is blood and gore...

Couldn't there be peace?
Was it worth fighting for?
Nails were being broken
And it was only red that stained the walls...

And finally there was silence
Nobody could even believe...
That the last slice of pizza that they had all been fighting over
Had already been eaten by me!!!

P.S.Don't worry...the "red" I was referring to was only tomato ketchup.... :)