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Violence Tree Poems | Violence Poems About Tree

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Details | Epic |

Xenophobia- Target the Bird Not the Tree

Seems as a country full of saints and carriers of purity as all crimes are interestingly attributed to outsiders tagging them the influential teachers of immorality yet such crime lovers show the capability of posing a threat through the embarrassment caused on locals due to their industrious nature Understanding the half-hearted privileges such a partial acceptance offers, settlers become more creative, hardworking and productive with limbs running on entrepreneurship, trade and commerce while citizens comfort themselves in the exaggerated pride of their home soil which results in a war without cause or reason The government ought to be a job creator but how ironic, internationals are paying dearly for it. It is claimed that foreigners are the thrombus in the channel of employment. Yet these hated people are self employed with shops, businesses and service centers which are destroyed as a form of remittance of some sin Every nation has her share of international mixture yet a lot do not debase them as foreigners or aliens the one down south of the dark island of all countries should be the least, considering the continent’s role in its history, irrespective of what her excuse may be Look inwards if strangers are preferred in the national work force, to find some answers- you angry mob Examine your home, if passers-by enjoy more of the milk it produces. Why target and shoot at the tree when the bird is left alone to dine and sing? Policemen catch fun while a soul converts to black coal, humans lynched like a left over meal from vultures, businesses ransacked and turned into forceful philanthropy, these are evidences of character built on a very low budget. If those responsible do nothing about social development, With or without these ‘aliens’, the economic problems will still prevail

Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015



Details | Villanelle |

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent - 19

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 19

Eat no life you cut open first to let blood flow
Bird on wing fish that swim crawls slithers all on fours
Dare you stare down the dilemma watch trees sole grow

Must you resist to save your life from luckless blow
Watch your wife and children beg for life on all fours
Eat no life you cut open first to let blood flow

The green dress our earth dons pump all lungs to glow
The milk that babies suck flows from grass-fed udders
Dare you stare down the dilemma watch trees sole grow

Even trees do ooze with sap pretend not to know
Oblivious the falling tree on insect throes
Eat no life you cut open first to let blood flow

All that stirs all that stands still must pain undergo
Astral bodies all keep moving on first set course
Dare you stare down the dilemma watch trees sole grow

No Jain who tramples on acariens* must rue
The day he was born on this earth rife with woes
Eat no life you cut open first to let blood flow
Dare you stare down the dilemma watch trees sole grow

 * French for house dust mites

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2015

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku |

Haiku

Met end to free us
We are bound everywhere in relations
Disgusted and disappointed we leave.

Copyright © bawa talwar | Year Posted 2017

Details | Sonnet |

I gotta pee

You know your culture is in decline, when the new Broadway show,  "I gotta pee" is a smash-hit, or your friends encourage you to write the poem.


And just now, outside Mcdonalds ( Wifi - havin a smoke ), I named my ass-bag; 

"Second Wind". 

Smelleth thou thy fruity decay?

Copyright © Robert Warlov | Year Posted 2017