Gregory Richard Barden Poet Ottava rima

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Blood Diamond

More souls were lost amidst that jeweled pit

      Than all that had been giv'n to wars pro tem

          For those who harbored each new crystal bit

            Ran red and stained the facets for each gem

            Poor barter brought a third world's fragile fit

          Man stripped of honor from the earthen hem

      Meant flesh and wills to delve the jungle mud

Bent backs in lust to wash their crop in blood.





~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Rima Ottava" Poetry Contest, Charles Messina, Judge & Sponsor.

( Ten syllables per line counted at HowManySyllables.com )

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Charles Messina July 1, 2019 at 2:41 PM Great entry for the contest Greg, congratulations on your win in my contest. Blessings my friend ~Charlie

Winged Warrior July 1, 2019 at 7:42 AM Congrats!! dear friend...sending love...^WW^

Arturo Michael June 29, 2019 at 10:18 AM And many more will suffer...it's money you're talking about...I like the way you expressed the misery of the blood diamonds...

Kim Rodrigues June 28, 2019 at 7:52 AM A crop of diamonds soaked in blood. Man astir as God looks on and shakes his head for the sparkle is a gift entangled in the devil’s octopus grip. Great OR, dear Greg! Gregory Richard Barden June 28, 2019 at 8:02 AM What an awesome comment, Kim, I love it! You should post it as a poem on your page, or even continue with it. Nobody holds a patent on inspirations or ideas - we take them wherever and whenever they come, and share them freely. Thank you so much, Dear Poet! :o) <3