Maria Gothard Poet I do not know?

Power

In the midst of dark cold nights
Movements are heard rustling about
Screams in agony no one hears
Except the victims final pleas
Silence!

In the skies blasting thunders heard
Forming rivers of blood
Who hears the agony of pains?
Except those who watch
Silence!

Who are the aggressors moving about 
Is it the strong destroying the meek?
All this is found in the lands of the free
Look around and so what is found?
Silence!

Sit there in your warm castles
Each in their own wealth above others
Ach, this is wise man, destroyers
Yet still, greed in the end only brings
Silence!

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Charles Henderson December 9, 2010 at 5:55 PM This is a very good poem although I completely disagree with your premise. I want to keep what I have earned instead of giving it to those who don't deserve it. Capitalism is the only driving force of a lasting nation. Keep your pen flowing though. There are those who will listen. Charles