LIGHTING a candle for those who have died
A most thoughtful and kindly request done, since lighting a
CANDLE is the least, we can do,
FOR those who have sacrificed their life and all, so
THOSE of us can live in a better place.Let's remember those
WHO have died in all the wars, who,
HAVE fought so bravely in the name of peace & freedom and
DIED.Let's never forget it and so let's pray for World peace.
Dorian Petersen Potter
Grovel for blood, grovel for blood you bastards
Hunger for bodies of innocent children and flee
Amidst webs of mayhem you throw the world asunder
“Zionists we are, all so powerful, all so free!”
And again the injustice of war compels me
To speak in anger and utterly be
I am sorry fellow poets if harshness comes with words
But the news gives me not any joy, not any glee
For the people of Palestine are now in torture
And all I can do is watch Ghaza fall to become debris
T hose beautiful little girls you tried to kill
A s they waited in their school van at the end of the day
L ive another day to remind you, once again, you've failed!
I n terrible suffering, yet they shine for the whole world to see
B e it known, innocent blood cries for better tomorrows
A nd like the dust beneath the feet of these little ones
N ever will you rise to the heights for which you murder to attain!
W eeping fills the hangar as his casket is brought out,
E mbraced by Old Glory's colors, a fitting soldier's shroud.
L oved one's hearts are shattered, future hopes, dreams are crushed;
C omrades in arms salute him, adding a bittersweet touch.
O verwhelming grief consumes those left behind,
M eaningless words, platitudes spoken to be kind.
E arnest tales of bravery told of him who died.
H eavy with emotion, a nation shares regrets,
O ffering condolences to those who won't forget.
M any a brave soldier has been welcomed home this way.
E nding future ventures, they've come home to stay.
Entered in Susan Burch's Little Viewed Jewels contest.
W ayfaring soldiers on both sides believing the other to be depraved
A trocities crucifying unborn generations
R uinous idealisms exchange catastrophic pleasantries
M isemployments historically abound,
I nterestingly enough, where no politicians are found.
S light of hand and twist of fact,
E nergies are wasted on the wrong tract.
M ost often there’s an underlying cause,
P reaching its’ worth won’t get any applause.
L essining the risk has no economic appeal,
O thers try repeatedly to obscure the deal.
Y ears go by with ever increasing investment,
M any troops are lost by political impressments.
E nter NOT some rhyme or reason,
N otwithstanding might be accusations of treason.
T here is one axiom to be used in order to win,
S urely we should remember, it’s harder to get OUT than IN!
For the acrostic challenge contest.
This in no way should cast any aspersions of our brave men and women in service.
God bless them all!
Little babies are born
Into a world that has a
Vicious, 'Dog eat dog!'
Long days pass
Amid the chaos of war.
Ugly scars mar beauty, while
Gaiety is almost non-existent.
How can life be so cruel?
Listen to the call for peace, to
Visualize a better life, where
Everyone lives, laughs, and loves.
A nymph and her daughter
Pause to refresh
Two caught in polite conversation
Like the admiring tenant.
Yet whatever happened (shivers)
To the beautiful day?
As two or three fingers
Dance together forming words
Another thought is played
Set In drifting time
We two four
As two for
Running on in pensitivity
Longingly in trapped rapt melencholy
Needless heedless wasted lives
F or each life lost a mother grieves
U ntil the last shot is fired she will never sleep.
T ears will fall as we count the cost.
I ll winds blow as the war goes on.
L ove must prevail for peace to win
I t must stay strong to make evil give in.
T ime ticks by with each life snuffed out.
Y et no lessons are learned as the enemies shout
O f rights and power,
F orce and might,
W illing the other to acknowledge they are right.
A lways remember that for each life lost
R emains a nation counting the cost.
Yesterday is gone, too late for regrets
All memories of the past locked away
My hopes and fears joining them
Troubles I have had like most, happiness
Seemed to be just a dream from the past
So few of them have survived, once
Far from here I was carefree until you went
Away to war, the news came, lost in action
Now I dwell in the past with locked memories
It seems no point when I no longer can share them
Looks of love from others all around me
As if to taunt me, reminding me of you
Though it is a lovely day my heart weeps a single tear
They're one of many that never manages to fall
Here in my eyes they remain burning hot scalding me
To be with you once more just once to hold you
Stay my heart screams, do not go, do not leave me
Oh how can this be, such terrible pain rips at me
I hear a knock on the door and he is there saying
Believe in me my love, I told you I would return
In your heart you knew I was alive, I am back safe
Yesterday is over, the war won and our life moves on
Cops are the state in uniform
Umpires bribed to play the devil's game
Law compromised by blind norm
Police that brings democracy to shame
Revenue and bribe are human flaws
Interdict this justice and free the poor
Trodden down by the oppressors'cause.
Shame on your silence, your dinner of gore!
Is this revenge for tresspassing at a tree
Or for the cross our fee
I am not candidate for earth's mystery
My solution is no more misery.
What have we become, have gone back
To the primeval night
The bruising dungeon and the gory rack?
So much of trust in flight
From policemen doing political cleansing
And tending lame excuse
The curriers of the guns are pretending
The law inflicts on us abuse.
There goes the wachman, there goes crime
The killer killing all the time.
T he story of two brothers who fought for their country,
A ll wars did they fight with valour to victory,
L ife did give them honour and ranks,
E nd of the day life gave them only sorrows and regrets.
R APING FREEDOM
R UINING THE LIVES OF
I NNOCENT PEOPLE
Eric (and sometimes not)
*In case this does not display correctly, you have to read the word TERRORISTS vertically
and then read the rest horizontally to see what the word means*
Justice must see day in all situations
Universe is calling to those with ears
Society must listen and understand
Too many times, much is said no one hearing
Invisible attention in action
Creating and promoting hypocrisy
Enough is Enough, Justice must Reign!
It began as a struggle many years ago
The struggle that only the brave fought for years
It was the dream to them
A dream they wanted to leave for their young
It is today that make the accomplishments of their fight
The fight that thousands sacrifice their lives for
It is today where a free man wanders on earth fearlessly
Today their dream has manifested
As the dawn has come to a nation
A nation that has grown from strength to strength
He walks with his head held up high
Happiness covers his pure innocence
He is a free man of South Africa
Black as coal and strong as the lion
This is the land of all people who lives
And share great history together.
This is the country filled with wonderful people
I love my country
Pernicious weapons shall not devastate
An unvanquishable nation, an indestructible state
Lust for blood rips thousands’ bodies apart
Each slaughtered by a master of slaying art
Salvaged from inhumanity of humankind
They rise to Heaven for eternal peace of mind
Into the air, their invincible spirits float
“Never give up”, with their blood they wrote
Eternity will witness the victory we await
Resolve our problems in peace.
Wrestling with his conscience
Abstaining from verbal exchange
Regretting his words
Offended by obscenities
Forgetting his ticket
What is happening now?
Obnoxious little men
Rallying in no mans land
Spasmodic verbal abuse.
Related to the football match:
Ancient science launches research towards new technology
Learning new disciplines to increase the power of their patron
Creating new magics; generating spendable gold from lead
Hinting at greater knowledge hidden in the realms of men
Evolving sciences increase the expertise of kingdom soldiers
Machines, potions and tactics to defeat enemies of the king
Yesterday's mysteries leading the world toward today's reality
Ignorant of truth
Going to war I have no choice
I am a soldier just a boy
Violence is not in my soul
Every noise my nerve ends employ
Politicians why can’t you hear
Eternal pleas from within
All of our souls cry out in fear
Chances of dying without sin
Eyes see atrocities hearts just give in
Are we fighting in vain, will there be no peace
Children are dying, the old and the sick
How can you let this happen to them,
Angels of mercy please here our plea
No one can help them except you and me
Come on politicians, sit together and parlance
Everyone awaiting the verdict, Give Peace a Chance.
No one has
One single good
Excuse for war today
X marks the spot for
Unless people are just plain
Eventually the human species will
Forbid the acceptance of violence
Or curse itself forever
Revealing the fact that
I've notice how our eyes always seem to meet. No matter how many are in a room my eyes always seemed to find yours.
I've tried hard to ignore my feelings, but the harder I tried to fight it, the more it became a losing battle.
I finally stopped fighting and the war was over.
Painted ponies blaze
Across the steppe-land maze
I bask in the sun's dying rays
Newborn hopes had begun to raise
Timid dreams of brighter days
Wagon wheels break the Western skies
Intensive care for invasive lies
Truth hidden soon dies
Hurling poker chips, roll your snake eyes
Finding solace in the campfire
Indigeous hate we all inspire
Railways stealing for hire
Engulfing the plains with our funeral pyre
I'm still on a Western kick it seems. Oops.
I wrote this thinking of Andrea Dietrich's contest, but I'm pretty sure this isn't the right tone.
Ah my muse. Sorry.
Honestly, I do not know how to exist most days.
I survive each day, with memories of,
Damages done in battle.
Destruction, chaos, horror;
Everywhere I turn I see violence and death.
Nightmares haunt me every night.
Wounded warrior, you cannot see my scars.
Over there is where my mind returns to;
Useless is how I feel sometimes when the tears flow.
No, you may never understand my battle,
Demons surround me always, invading every safe place.
Survivor; I served for freedom’s sake.
© 2014 CM Davidson
He saw me I saw him
We leaped for greatness
But we were earth bound
He surpasses my hopes
And shatters my dreams
I feel darkness in him which I bravely embrace
He’s my hope my shield my love
My undivided trust
I feel that I can reach bounds and mounts of greatness
So why do I still feel so empty
Render your reassuring sheets of waters
Admonish my growth and tend to the slaughters
Initiate refreshing drops, and lighten the load
Nourish us all by washing out the blood
Beginning of what
Peace or war
Is that the beginning of my peace
Or the beginning of my war
Peace and war
Oh god I need
In my birthday
As I wish
I pray for peace
I pray for No war
Peace no war
Peace no war
Peace no war
Wrecks homes and family disaggregates
Annihilates lives and dreams stalks
Ruins souls and number of orphans aggrandizes
Promotes stability and quietude installs
Enhances joy and anxiety abolishes
Amplifies wishes and creation procreates
Corroborates love and hush authenticates
Epitomizes harmony and cooperation eases.
Silently waiting, rifle in hand
Observing the enemy; like ants in the sand
Lowering the sights, no time for regrets
Distant gun fire; how many are left
Injured or dying
Remnants of war we must never forget.