Indiana Shaw Poet Couplet

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This poem is about nations that are secretly stripped of their resources under the banner of war eg: Help from other countries is never given unless a country have the resources of precious elements such as oil - gold - diamonds, once stripped of such by their so called aiders, their countries are then abandoned, and their country and people left to their own demise . . .

“It is the people of one’s own nation that are its own true wealth”

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Fool's Gold - The Price of War

The excavators are all out, digging deeper into my soul
Scavenging to find the last remains of gems, oil or gold

My life is put aside, as they only search things of worth
With all my resources of any value taken from my earth

Every precious element, from within my body is sucked
Every morsel of emotion, as from my rich heart plucked

My eyes blackened, with my emotions turning to stone
As gone are all the things, that were only to me known

I stripped of all reason, my thoughts turning cold as ice
There the cutters into my memories, continue to splice

Death would seem more amicable if only it was allowed
No part of me was left, nothing sacred left un-ploughed

As precious elements sold, to the highest bidders found
And my life forces turning into ashes I fall to the ground

I but lost to the dust that you down tread with your feet
Lived in my own defiance but lost out to my own defeat

Thus all the angels lamented and the heavens did weep
Gone am I as in forgotten, but my soul never does sleep

War brings out your worst enemies other than your foe
As your aiders reap your wealth before they leave to go

You left my people in the sidewalks without any shame
My nation made of people more worthy than your gain
 
As I reminisced on my soul stolen, then so cheaply sold
Little did you know, you only stole what was, fool’s gold

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Richard Lamoureux October 31, 2019 at 9:49 AM This is a good use of personification. It made the thoughts more powerful. This is very impactful. It seems man’s thirst for wealth has no limits. That is a sad commentary on humanity. Blessings Rick. Indiana Shaw July 2, 2024 at 1:55 PM No changing until it to late, cheers Richard . . .