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Details | I do not know? | |

All Lives Matter

Fear is what they clothe them in.
Fear of losing their life because of one mistake.
Fear of losing their life because an officer is having 
a bad day.

Some say it's not racism;
"It's police brutality."
Whatever you call it, I can't 
help but ask "where is humanity?"

Mothers weeping because they're losing their sons.
Teaching them to fight back with silence
but that is no weapon compared to a gun.

Six feet under, leaving families to fight for justice
over their lives.
Societies getting tired of it all-
starting riots and constructing strikes.

How many more time will history repeat itself?
Or are we still writing [his]tory , using coverups
as help?

All lives matter despite of their race.
All lives matter despite their mistakes.

In times such as these justice will demand to be served.
No matter how chaotic, crazy, or obscured.

Life is a gift, one that we should all treasure.
Because all lives matter and we need to protect them;
no matter the measure.

Copyright © Amber Binford | Year Posted 2014

Details | Epitaph | |

John F Kennedy

John F. Kennedy 1917-1963 The great 35th president of US It wasn't really a success He tried to stop the missile bases There were lot of angry faces When there was about to be a war Peace was what he asked for Texas was the place he was shot Later, the criminal was caught He didn't survive the pain His people cried like the rain

Copyright © Heeju Kim | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme | |

Cold World

If you thought the war was cold before,
take the temperature of Putin
Worry about a country that is your own,
do not invade what is Ukraine
No blame is dealt on citizens of either
but on poor leadership within

Copyright © ... Gigno | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme | |


Was it said before? Sure.
Was it said this way? I doubt it.
Perspective is in no way obscure,
And his works are nothing without it.

His motivation’s observed in daily life,
Misery, not just some vague inspiration.
He begs for reason, some way to lessen strife;
His words reflect a resounding desperation.

There seems a need at times to clarify, 
But that’s allowed in his terms only;
So many thoughts seem somewhat ‘rarefied’,
Fed his fire, but made him lonely.

No ‘underachiever’, not just another fool,
But still seeking solace by the glass;
Tempering his stagger and his drool 
With just a bit of ‘kiss my ass.’ 

But, usually, genius ‘sots’ come to ground,
Lucid moments - on the square;
Their driving ‘bolts’ of genius, word or sound,
Only written because they dare.

Yes, you can feel the written “heart”,
But few of us can realize that sort of pain;
No isolated misery… of many lives a part,
Each begs an answer... “Who’ll stop the rain?”

Yes, he’s lived it, seen it, and told it well;
But Timing is the Master of one’s Fate.
Is the timing right?  Funny…only time will tell…
Will you will be a whining sot or dare to be great?

One success can be lucky, we’ve seen that before.
One book, one song, then quietly fade away.
But six novels later, we should know the score;
He must have had something to say.

So, at the perfect time, someone heard.
Someone who was “someone” took someone under wing.
And to those with interest and empathy, they sold his words;
Saying they “are genius” and with “ugly truth” they ring.

But did he create any redeeming changes or impacts?
Yes, what singular influence did all his artful whining bring?
None... just a relentless, repetitive diatribe of sad facts.
Oh, yes…..and a little “ching ching”.

Entered in the "Idiot or Genius" contest 27 March 2014

not so genius


Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014

Details | Limerick | |


A Famous Einstein Quote:
Peace cannot be kept by force; it can only be achieved by understanding.
In the Middle East they fight as control freaks. Islamic State walking with their machetes. In Iraq, al-Baghdadi is yellow teethed. He is like an East African [g]o[d] in hideous heat. The people survey said he takes leaks. _________________________________________________| Penned April 26, 2015!

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku | |

STORM COMING African tribal violence

Storm coming, madam
Me-- I’m going up country-- 
Lay low and stay sweet*

*stay sweet--stay alive

Victoria Anderson-Throop
Nairobi, Kenya
November 26, 2012

Note: Political unrest near Nairobi, Kenya due to election strategies. Polish nun told me that she was warned by a local moonshine runner to hide. Too late. She was pistol whipped by local police who wanted more protection money. Didn’t get the money (it was a free clinic, so nurses had no money) Police beat the nurse/nuns and absconded with the very rare and precious AIDS meds to sell to the hospitals.Free AIDS clinic was forced to close.(Kenyan government does not have free health care for the poor)   Nuns are recovering then being transferred to other clinics. Three went back to Europe forced into early medical retirement due to permanent injuries sustained by police and/looters. The care program(education and/or placement) for the children whose parents were AIDS patients is gone. Children have taken to the streets in desperation.  Count your blessings.

Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse | |

Lost in a Jungle of Handshakes

Well prepared 

All ready for unknown battles 
Worships evolve in stolen identities

Cats and Dawgs on a hunt 
Inhaling confidence from a blunt 
Illicit props on hips hanging 
They could just drop
Revising your life’s ending
Death never blinks
One risk, 
One bullet
Act cool on cheap bullets
Pubic smells on gun muzzles 
Overtaking hustles on speed trapped dreams
Eyes growing muscles
Cats and Dawgs on a chase
Blazing the confidence blaze  

One kill, all time animal king
Respect floods in applauds 
Until death do us favours 
We all applaud. 

A way too free 
Too easy 
to ease the essence of life on freeways 
We take lives
For days and days
We take five taking lives before the rive  
We wave
To shake handshakes kept safe 
Shaking the world with handshakes 
The beast shake 

Lost in a jungle we all claim 
Keep on growing the shake
Wipe history stains
The shake isn't flair 
It’s more than blames. 
Lost in a jungle 
Our tears sing wedding songs.
“It’s a wedding day” 
“It’s a wedding day”

Do you take these sins? 
To have and to build more sins
Unlawful branded sins
More jobs for our criminal beings
From the past forward the future 
As a black man and be confused in your own jungle 
For decades and decades 
Until you see the weakness 
In your skin
Illegal labelled sins
The weakness in your skin 
And make sure you fight against each other
With no complaints 
Turning threats into compliments?
Ooo Yes I Do I Do.

Do you......?

Ooo Yes I Do all of them i Do.

Copyright © Raymond Ngomane | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry | |



We hear that patience is a virtue 
Is this true, or simply virtual reality 
When leaders are teaching our youth; 
do as I say, not as I do 
Regression to a version of the American 

Impatience is becoming intolerance 
But to be patient is viewed as ignorance 
In a blind world conforming to violence 
Very few see need for benevolence

Many view crime as way of life 
Government fuels fires, causing strife 
Committing true crime with their lack of 
Our country torn by those who lied

Promoting bigotry and distaste for the 
 But these days color and homosexuality 
are lactose free 
Intolerant of equality, it’s a problem, 
Love is love, embrace the hate 
Hold it tightly until it sees the light

Peace pushed just beyond our reach 
We realize that “hope and change” was 
just a speech 
Wars raging through the land we call 
In God we trust, not this powerful regime

Speak out now with virtuous impatience 
Change is change no matter how small 
the feat
Restore hope with unfaltering acceptance 
and grace 
Serve what you stand for, no time left to 

Copyright © Gabrielle Charisse | Year Posted 2013

Details | Ballad | |

Morning Mourning

Tears rolling, owls hooting
A morning Mourning
The flow not soothing
It has happened once more
Many lives no more
Impunity and disrespect at its best
May the departed in peace rest.

A dark light has shone
To prove we are not strong
A new face has to be born
sleeping dogs be sent home with blankets
Let the real humans rise to fight.
This Impunity and disrespect at its best
And May the departed in peace rest.

Attack is their motto
should show them our moto (fire)
A tooth removed should be replaced
No negotiation for a life displaced
All we need is unity with no more tolerance
To fight this Impunity and disrespect at its best
And May the departed in peace rest.

why stay with bedbugs
Knowing well they drain blood?
why allow life long nightmares
Ruin your healthy slumbers
Why allow terror stay alive?
This is impunity and disrespect at its best
May the departed in peace rest.

Pledge to remain a patriot
Pledge to fight on the fore front
Pledge to stay loyal to sing a change choral
Pledge to end this impunity and disrespect at its best
May the departed in peace rest.

Copyright © Griffins Ndhine | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse | |


we chose leaders to get along with each other
behind close doors
they’re plotting and stealing from each other
playing world domination
now we gotta go to war with each other
folded flags on wooden coffins
mourning fathers and mothers
no more war
let the leaders work it out with each other
exemplify love
love displays no hatred for another 
truth speaker
true leaders get along with each other
create peace    not war    unity together
impostors posing as leaders
no shame or another
teaching the world not to get along 
go to war   murder   rape   steal from the other
cut the patriot act
war is hatred
love is peace
exempt from a patriot act
thou shall not kill
leaders hiding behind a patriot act
follow the leader   follow the leader
what leader?
lose the patriot act

Copyright © Nailah Baniti | Year Posted 2016

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Every day I wake

Every day I Wake

By: YERDFOG. LBS (Pen name)

Every day I wake, I see
Every day I wake, I Smell
Every day I wake, I Hear
Every day I wake, I Fear

I Wake to see my father's child gutted to the ground cause' He is not of my land

I Wake to smell the rotten words of my leaders, because Greed is now their bread and butter.

I Wake to hear roaring chants, it is of cause my people calling out peace.

I Wake to Fear my own land, because I'm not of light complexion to walk freely amongst my own people.

That is, every day I wake...

Copyright © Godfrey Lebese | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse | |

Human Nature

When chaos brings civilization to its knees 
From world wide pandemic critical disease
Or when a tsunami consumes everything beyond the shores
Swallowing the landscape and changing life as we know
Earthquakes shake the very foundation of this world
Or an astroid penetrates the cradle of birth
Bring us back to the primitive unleashing the truth
From the umbilical chord we are more ferocious than rabid wolves
And we will kill fellow man just to survive
Or just for the desire of taking ones life
What is compassion but a dead corpse on the road
Adrenalized by fear no time for sorrows
No need to worry about a world war zombie apocalypse 
We're already flesh eating monsters wearing dead skin
Most people panic when they lose internet or their lights
Autonomy is just a word most people can no longer define
And your money isnt worth *****so forget trying to buy
Your way out of cleansing while you run out of time
So learn to die well and hold your loved ones real tight
As you pray that your death will let you ascend to new heights
Beans, bullets, and bandaids are all that I'll need 
To keep population zero from taking over me
**** being hopeful could we really be so naive
To think that in these days we could some how find peace
When our mother earth gets restless and releases all of her worst
The only thing more destructive is our human nature

Copyright © Jesse James Forster | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |


The class clown 
Made society Frown
Should put his *** down

I know barely anything on politics
Probably nothing

And this fake satire
Isn't the proper attire
For whats up
Don't take a sip from my cup

And open your mind really
stop being silly

I make kids laugh
As If I'm a sexy giraffe
I'm really the plague 
Hitting the young youth

Just grow up
and Drink your own cup

Copyright © Jomarc Bernardo | Year Posted 2014

Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |



So many things that I'm unsure about
I've lived a life uncut
Could not erupt
Till I was cured of doubt
A sentry watching a century pass
I've learned a lot 
It's been a long way 
from the halls of elementary class
I've been a loner
And I've been a stoner
I've studied Plato's Republic 
Read both epics from Homer & loved it
I've never been shot
Hopefully I never am
My only goal's to improve
You can't find yourself 
a better man
When it's all said & done
I'ma give you 100 percent
Raising the bar
Cuz like you I'm just a regular person
I keep it real
You can judge me
Or call it rude
But life wears down to dust
100 years of solitude
Will change your outlook
Make you question yourself
Go out
Look for the truth
Don't rest till you've exhausted the proof
That's the path for me
Whether you think I'm right or wrong
Or consider my poetry blasphemy

Would you deny my existence
Like the loch ness?
Would you damn me for my past
Cuz my record isn't spotless?
Had my fair share of grief
That prepared me for despair
More pain
Followed by shock & disbelief 
Children being blown to bits
Watched a nation 
choose guns over kids
Almost no hesitation
Point was made
The matter put to rest & laid
Sent teachers back to school 
to explain it to the 1st grade?

Racial issues in America are getting the best of us
You want a free country
But not for the rest of us
That kind of frame of mind
I gotta say's average
Our own government barely recognizes gay marriage 
So how do I teach kids 
Not to be prejudice?
When all they gotta do's log onto Facebook
The evidence 
is written on the wall of your friend's page
They say its their opinion
That's good enough to defend hate?
Try paying attention to the tension
I'm done praying
Men shun & it goes unmentioned 
I'm just saying
Leaders with all of your veteran swag
How about you try restoring faith back in the American flag?

Until then
I'ma definitely do my part
To bring change
Speaking only what's in my heart
Don't make this a black vs white thing
Make it a wack vs right thing
Outsmart 'em
That's how I'll honor Trayvon Martin

Copyright © Lawrence Jimenez | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |


She claimed her rights as a young lady
And in the coming years a woman
She don’t want to be an endangered species hunted by violence daily
She got rights too…she’s a human
Stand against this bliss
Gender Base Violence a sure diss
No more verbal abuse, emotional abuse or physical abuse
It’s your rights to reject abuse, so claim it, good news
You can only be his victim
Only if you allow yourselves to be used by him
You’re no longer going to be told…shut up!
You’re worthless, or what you say is meaningless…Just stop!
Or you’re stupid or call you names to graphic to repeat
After that, he says he loves you you’re so sweet
Well, decide today…that behavior is unacceptable
The truth comes before the love…Whether Sharon, Susan or Mable
Cause if he truly love you 
He won’t want to abuse you
Are my words credible, Gender Base Violence become a label 
Let’s take action and fight with all our might
“Claim your Rights”

©Copyright November 28, 2011 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Brian Pierre-Alexander | Year Posted 2013

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SILENCE CONDONES DU & DRONES ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ McEmpire's Dollar menu Serves up fast kill - Who pays the bill? Spent uran'yum? - Small watts; big ill. To store, or $ell? Makes heavy shell. Blasts through walls well. Recycled hell. Deployed now, $well! The order's passed: Deep fried dark ass. The searing flash, Such menu class: Crispy critters! Some sauce? Must ask. Breathe toxic gas. Eat here? To go? Death swift, then slow. Too late to know the drift; winds blow a deadly flow, through lungs, where go the silent blows to genes, thus sown such seeds of woe. Fallujans know. War profits grow, Health defects show. Yet who will know how was bestowed this plague of glow? With press in tow; Truth's shaft - sans bow. Sick Vets soon go Six feet below - More graves to mow. Their health care dough Drops to ZERO! Life's value: Low. We watch the show; Caught in the flow - To war we go, Too few say: NO! Safe status quo Lets madness grow. This shadow foe Strikes deep its blow. We've sunk so low. We make no row. No threat we pose To leaders, those Who send the drones that bomb the homes In target zones. Crushed fam'lies moan. While killer clones Just count scorched bones. Silence Condones!

Copyright © Richard Ledford | Year Posted 2016

Details | I do not know? | |

My brother and I

We are the same.
My brother and I.
So what causes such an outcry?
Upon my brother's return.

We are the same.
My brother and I.
So why am I hailed a hero?
Upon my return.

We are the same.
My brother and I.
I am a vicious man.
My brother is a vicious man.

We are the same.
My brother and I.

My brother is in shackles.
I am smothered in medals.

My brother killed two.
I killed two hundred.
That is where we differ.
My brother and I.

Murder is a sin of the very worst kind.
Unless you murder in large numbers.
In your country's name.

Copyright © Michael Walker | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

Cease Fire

The Crusades Began a Holy War
Which Continues to this Day.
We Kill, and Kill, and Now it Seems,
This shall Always be the Way.

One Side Scores, the Others Die,
Then the Cycle is Repeated.
It never Stops, It’s never Done;
The Battles Grow More Heated!

The Way to Peace, it Seems so Clear,
Is not Through Senseless Slaughter.
I Appeal to All, “Please Quit the Fight!”
Save our Sons and Daughters!

To Find Our Way out of the Dark,
We Need only Seek the Light.
A Solution Lies within our Grasp:
Forget who’s Wrong or Right!

This God or that, it Makes no Matter.
This Truth I have Acquired:
Be they Different, or the Same,
The Gods would Preach Cease Fire!

Copyright © Steven Gadberry | Year Posted 2010

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

Politics Pain

The hate of knowing 
The sad hopelessness vivid
My country still survives all poverty, famine, violence and injustice
Our babies crying for help
Their mothers seeking for milk 
We pray to God to not forget us
But we neglect all good thoughts and ideas
From nothing to say
Much less to aspire
We wait for the bruises and blood
Of a conspiracy, nature and nation convicted with bad signs
Beautiful and healthy people getting richer and aligned 
But the real women and men transpire to get their work done and effort assign
Still, we imagine that the government is too filthy for change
Wondering if our parents want their grandchildren to suffer and fight for something that they already claimed
Stop these new developers from changing the world into a large network pacific spy station
Real kisses are no longer the achievement of the lovers and romantic flames
Oh, if these words mean anything 
Ask them to be warriors of the everyday customary pain

Copyright © Andressa Monteiro | Year Posted 2014

Details | Lyric | |

All Along the Watchtower Re-Visited for 9-11

"There must be some kinda way to find out here"
Said the seeker to the stealer
"There's too much confusion
I'm struggling to be the reveal"

"Conglomerate men, they drink my wine
Politicians dig my earth
None will level on the line
Because none of them are worth it" hey

"There is reason to get excited"
The seeker, he kindly spoke
"There are many here among us
Who feel our governments a joke"

"Now you and I, we've lived through this
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late", hey


All along the watchtower
Liars kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too

Outside in the cold distance
The C.I.A. did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey

All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower

All along the watchtower on that tragic September day
We need some investigation, for someones has to pay
Now you and I, we've lived through this, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, before this generations to late

We will always remember, and remember who we lost that day
We need some investigation, for someone has to pay
All along the watchtower, a nation in mournful cries
We are not so blind, it's amazing what you can see when you close your eyes

All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower

James, we lost you in Kensington, England. The Star Spangled Banner will
live long in your past. I can't say the same for some of your American so
called country people. Thank you for allowing me to gracefully use . . . .
'All Along the Watchtower' it's blatantly obvious someone was not.

To all the lost in the 9/11 tragedy, my thoughts will always be with you.

 All Along The Watchtower by Jimi Hendrix, with some lyrics changed 

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010

Details | Couplet | |

Political Prisoner

Political Prisoner

How I envy the bird
As he flies on high,
His is the scope 
Of the endless sky.
Not for him the fetters
Of a world in chains,
He soars to the heavens
And freedom he gains.
How different for me
In my cold prison cell,
So far from the joys
That I knew so well.
My wife and my child
Are lost and afraid,
Alone in the hell
My country has made.
And this was my crime,
That I chose to say
That all men are born
In an equal way.
I spoke as I felt
And would not believe
The free will of man
Was beyond reprieve.
But now I am here
In a world without hope
With nothing to fear
But the gallows rope.
Weep must I now
For my lost ideals
As I wait for the dawn
When the last bell peals.

Copyright © May Fenn | Year Posted 2015

Details | ABC | |

Diamond Dance

Villages crushed, by shiny rocks, 
Demolished while, the profits shot, 
Sapper gets nought, from shards in sand, 
His life and yours, in wicked hands [

Twist in it’s dance, 
You are entranced 
Until the last. 

The king’s cup flows, over with blood, 
You know you think, money is love, 
Giving nothing, they steal your trust, 
Binding you with, aesthetic lust. 

You can’t break the, hardest substance, 
Your body twists, in diamond dance, 
Would you save a, million lives, 
Or get lost in, it’s twinkling eye? 

Puppets in the diamond dance, 
Mankind lost in, the wicked trance, 
If you mistake, waste for romance, 
You won’t have an-ything that lasts. 

Purest glass light, that grows in earth, 
Heaven from soil, the land gave birth, 
But it won’t feed, humanity 
Your mindless greed, their agony 

Copyright © Danny Stockton | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme | |


As I look out the window I am afraid of what I SEE,
the actions of this world now frighten me...
blame is flying faster than the bullets that were shot,
EVERYONE is affected by the guns that were bought...
Is it the gun or the gunman who should stand in the trial;
who really cares, in the end everyone is defiled....
I worry for my children as they walk themsevle's to school,
love your neighbor as yourself, that USED to be the golden rule... 
I am reminded BY my faith that God has got my back,
I wish that the villians felt this way before they decided to react....
now when you walk into a store people are judged by how the look,
its absurd to think that this is real, until you remember the lives that were took...
so I stand at home and look beyond the EVIL that I see,
and I wonder when this crazy world will be affecting me

Copyright © Christina Lovejoy | Year Posted 2015

Details | Villanelle | |

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent - 13

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 13

The State’s then some kind of delirious Monster
Heartless It changes its head from time to time
Ultimate machine waging wars forever

Emits bizarre noises most smooth or clever
Through mouth-pieces that spin words sans sense nor rhyme
The State’s then some kind of delirious Monster

Drops never to sleep for fear of the neighbour
Has its eyes and ears peeled open all the time
Ultimate machine waging wars forever

Devoirs people kept under threat of hunger
Deprives them of human rights and over-time
The State’s then some kind of delirious Monster

Drives the sick into secret service gutter
Who then justify wars and villainous crime
Ultimate machine waging wars forever

Loves to strut on World Stage bonhomie player
While backstage lights the fuse Guy Fawkes failed to prime
The State’s then some kind of delirious Monster
Ultimate machine waging wars forever

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2015

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse | |

Dangling Lovers

The prince loves his princess and their guillotine
It came at a handsome price but that’s alright 
Stars and moons are laid before her majesty 
Heads roll when she lifts her dainty finger
Of course a palace complete with moat and fleet of carriages 
Are added to their cause through strict taxation 
And beheadings are in season
So says the majesties
The kingdom population must learn to love the royals 
Die for them without delay
Regal matters call for such sacrifices
So stretch the necks, pray and say good-by
Decapitations are the order of the day
His lordship and lady require your property as well
Compliance with their wishes is deemed correct
Her ladyship hates the poor and all they stand for
Common folk are not real people after all
A disease, common bugs in filthy clothes
She deplores them for no reason, one and all
They simply are beneath her, that’s all she knows
Ugly creatures, born to meet the guillotine
Inferior for being who they are
In need of extermination with a single slice
Natural selection and the royals have a common cure
The lady adores no one other than herself
Mirrors placed about the palace testify 
Vacant stares illuminate her image like a super star for hours
The prince by her side, both glowing in raw power
Happy in each other’s plans for more than just romance
The poor must never know what’s up when blade comes down
It would tarnish the regal blush and glow
And heavenly beams reflecting from their halos
They are more than simple prince and princess
But criminals in the making, living in excess
Advancing to the throne through deaths
Killing peasants on a whim as they progress 
Subjects learn to love their rulers 
Torture and theft is how to keep the peace
Release the poor from properties and life
In one clean sweep, heads rolling on the castle keep 
Fear holds people down in social order
Wealth and happiness must be maintained                                                    
Prince and princess love themselves above all others
They have no complaints
The church and state though disagreed
Placed bounties on their heads
For crimes against humanity and vanity
The royals will get their final wish
To stay together; egos, beauty and all
Not within the kingdom walls, but outside the boundaries
Dangling in the wind, blessings from the pope
Government approved rope to help them swing   
Hanging side by side for all their sins
Close to the cemetery
Blowing regally in all their majesty
Outside the royal limits of propriety

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2015

Details | Sonnet | |

Brutal Truth

Should we view images of death and evil in the media?

Brutal truth; how dare you burn our eyes
How dare you mark our quiet hearts with pain
Our gentle ears are deafened with your cries
Our worlds will never be the same again
Brutal truth; without you we deny
Ourselves, our fear, the part we have to play
So shine your fierce searchlight from the sky
Force in to form the shadows of the day
Brutal truth; unchain our memory
And rend the veil that shrouds a lie from sight
The evolution of humanity
Is in your hands; stir us to flight or fight
To know ourselves and know our enemy
Shifting deserts, oceans flowing free

by Gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse | |

The other side of Freedom

They said they loved me.
 Then, the metal beasts came, soaring over me
 Heaping dust and blood on our city streets,
 As their lethal load hit like rain sheets. 

I watched their love puncture the city walls
 And sever the sinews off the boy and his ball
 Leaving the mother crying for her son, then his dad
 Till her tears meant nothing in the wailing myriad. 

I saw the hate build with each blood drop
 Drawn from the soldiers and innocent. Drop
 For drop, survivors intend revenge upon this love shown:
 This false love which spurs only hate till we’re all gone. 

(c) Nyonglema

Copyright © Nyonglema Pisoh | Year Posted 2014

Details | Villanelle | |

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent - 45

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 45

Sound the gongs Blow the trumpets Let pigeons soar
The most well-kept secret’s about to be sawn
At last Great Leaders can reveal the true Law

Who makes worlds go round and round like swinging door
Who turns on firmament lights like on home lawn
Sound the gongs Blow the trumpets Let pigeons soar

Who drew Andromeda into Milky Way’s maw
Who raised Wall of Galaxies as tennis lawn
At last Great Leaders can reveal the true Law

Who made glacial periods run like mad wild boar
Who swung meteorites like golf balls every dawn
Sound the gongs Blow the trumpets Let pigeons soar

Truth ricochets like Le Bourget planes roar
The secret’s hidden from us poor folks ill-born
At last Great Leaders can reveal the true Law

Thanks to COP21 we now know much more
NATURE is the plaything of those who use brawn
Sound the gongs Blow the trumpets Let pigeons soar
At last Great Leaders can reveal the true LAW

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent - 46

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 46

Will COP leaders be around in five years nine
Their great careers made Their statues unveiled
To what future Super Men our backs supine

Apparatchiks clubby diplomatic kind
Allegiance to rival parties well-coiled
Will COP leaders be around in five years nine

Spying on one another to undermine
Using public forces to keep peoples embroiled
To what future Super Men our backs supine

Stock-piling nuclear arsenals to churn brine
While oceans lash out the people will be boiled
Will COP leaders be around in five years nine

Mighty men who pat each other to outshine
One another in local Catch-rings all coiled
To what future Super Men our backs supine

To what then duped masses owe their fated grind
If not to nymphomaniac egos well-guiled
Will COP leaders be around in five years nine
To what future Super Men our backs supine

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2015

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2015

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We are down on a sandy beach
And our legs dug deep in the sand of pain
Left stranded in the sea of sadness
The night of destruction falling on us with extreme darkness
Hovering on us the venom of evil
With rain drops of blood on our land
The storm getting heavier by the day
The flame of hope blown away by wind of wickedness
We live in a country where no one is safe
Where death darken the sky like an imminent doom 
Where the majority live in ardent poverty
A land where corruption is at its peak
Our leaders the master chef to all our miseries
With eyes of blind spot to the need of the people
Deaf ears to the cry of the innocent
Blind eyes to the sufferings of the poor
The beat of political madness stirs in the air
With sound wave of pain to all the citizen of the land
Human lives valued only for a couple of coins and a few naira note
Innocent blood shed all in the name of political game
The taste of power and excessive desire for wealth
Sum with their selfish and political greed
Puts our dear nation in a state of unrest 
Children of innocent souls being tortured through burning knife of evil
Leaving the youths to live their lives in fear
Our girls are no longer safe to go to school
Terrorism the bad sweet smell polluting our atmosphere
With it effect on us an horrible scar
People being nurtured to the highest point of hatred
With every of their road leading to violence and terrorism 
Little by little we are losing our national pride
Our economy dropping faster than the speed of sound
Our leaders failing in every good sense of leadership
With the interest of the people far from their mind
From the cry of the rejected and abused children
To the tears of the suffering and confused adult
Same questions comes to the mind of every nigerian
Why do we have to suffer this much?
Are our leaders so blind to see that the nation is on a downhill of destruction?
How long will it take for them to hear our cry?
And what will it take for everything to change for good?
I guess only God has the answers to all this questions
And the golden key to our freedom
All will have to do is to keep praying
And keep hold of our little flame of hope
Cos one day I believe everything will change for good

Copyright © stanley oguh | Year Posted 2014