Vee Bdosa Poet Sonnet

Bridges of Sarajevo

BRIDGES OF SARAJEVO
So stirs the heart of man, the great delight,
   to raise a banner high, the march of fate;
to lead the way, where only dark of night,
   might find a way to quench the thirst for hate;   
   
and lessor men will follow any call,
   of self appointed leaders of the day, 
the good, the bad, the dead, but butchers all,   
   some crowned in light, the others in decay!

To follow is the way, if wrong or right,
    determined by the ones who stand at last,
we hold this  judgement as if heaven might
    just comprehend the end that binds us fast.

Our bridges to be crossed, are Hate and Death
Protected by our foul and Balkan breath.
© Ron Arbuthnot aka Ron Wilson

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Vee Bdosa January 20, 2015 at 6:37 AM Thank you Donald, I have about 40 Sarajevo sonnets, need at least 10 more for a book on Sarajevo, one of the saddest and most miserable time in history. And it is all so relevant to what is going on today, too few even know this