Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

Nothing Left To Give

When dictators purchase our guns,
we wade through blood to deliver.
And take their cash without remorse
while riddled bodies still quiver.

Big egos and pampered palates
impose subsistence starvation.
And enforced illiteracy
results in mental stagnation.

Children suckle on bitter tears,
scratching a living from the earth.
And there is no escaping pain,
hunger's a consequence of birth.

Governments exploit poor people
that are too frightened to resist.
And their rights are an afterthought
to nations drooling to assist.

A weapon of mass destruction,
fear, undermines their will to live.
And they are stripped of everything;
till they have nothing left to give.


(Quatrain)


1/16/2015

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Line Gauthier March 14, 2018 at 12:44 PM Strong message. The 3rd and 4th stanzas are my favourites. Well done, Emile. Emile Pinet March 14, 2018 at 2:03 PM Thanks Line, your comments and support are much appreciated, Emile.

Steven Hanlon March 7, 2015 at 6:35 PM freaking me out now, emile your imagery is very clear and succinct Emile Pinet March 8, 2015 at 10:22 AM What can I say after praise like that, thank you Steven. Emile.

Ty Townsend January 16, 2015 at 1:23 PM A powerful poem that reflects the outlook of our world. All the things that happen in different nations behind the scenes or even in front of our faces. Emile Pinet January 16, 2015 at 1:28 PM Thanks Ty, your comments are insightful and appreciated. Emile.