Naji Almurisi Poet Free verse

The Armed Militias

The armed militias
Plant gunpowder in gardens
And harvest the souls on the streets
Crushing dreams
Robbing smiles
Spreading pains
Everywhere
Here 
Dove of peace
Looking for peace
Here
The olive branch
An arrow
Dripping with bloods
Here 
All flowers
Smelling of crying 
Here
The truth becomes a kind of stupidity...

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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh January 30, 2021 at 2:25 AM A reality I have seen.Very well expressed.

Lia Hart November 18, 2020 at 9:41 PM Hi Naji, I really like your poem. It is deep like another commenter said. I have two questions, one is about the flowers- did they rise from the gun powder? The other is about how you see truth- I don't understand how it is a "kind of stupidity". I don't know much about this type of war, so I am grateful for your expression. May it prevent more.

Alkas Poetry April 23, 2019 at 2:19 AM A deep poem about absurd reality... we in our country have other kind of militia...It is not classic terror, but they really kill, make robberies, and they explore poor people... a tremendous poem that of yours... salute alkas.

Poet Destroyer A January 23, 2016 at 6:38 PM NAJI, I'm just stopping by to enjoy your poem. Have a wonderful day. ** LINDA**

Pete Yuhas December 16, 2015 at 4:10 PM Another nice write Naji, thanks.

Skat A November 17, 2015 at 10:55 PM Hi Naji,, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**"