Bernard Barclay Poet Narrative

The Rising Sun

With the rising sun I wake
anger has no place in my soul
I will not stoop to simple revenge
violence is not the answer to pain

My children need food 
their stavation is my suffering 
creating work provide's money
money to feed the staving child

violence create's war 
arms and limbs ripped 
from the broken lives of people
violence just create's more suffering

I stand against suffering
I stand against pain
create a better world learn to smile
and make company's

Instead of fighting 
Instead of creating death
as a world, we should create the work,
create the jobs, to feed our people.

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Afolabi Muideen May 18, 2015 at 11:22 PM Powerful well constructed poem........so much true in your write..........I also stand with you against pain and suffering..........Afolabi.

Wally Flint May 11, 2015 at 10:16 PM I want to stand with you against pain and suffering Bernard. Nice write! Bernard Barclay May 12, 2015 at 6:11 AM Thank you, hopefully one day the world will realise, creating jobs, investing in company's, overcomes poverty, we only have,one world, we can do better.