Best Peacewar Poems
Yesterday I sang,
Now I listen.
The violent past shaketh the skin I wear,
The race has disfigured these breathing
spaces.
Yesterday I thought,
Now I hear,
They speak of war heroes and their budget
share,
Riddles of politicians who feed on tales and
implement on beings.
Yesterday I walked,
Now I stand
Watch the war of expression, discomfort
and discontent.
Love: a tale they knew, inherited and will
be told.
Yesterday fires,
Now beautiful lights.
South Africa.
The menacing clouds of war
Often pounce to create havoc,
The pigeons of peace
Scared and scattered, fly away.
The storm of hatred
The storm of enmity
The storm of death
The storm of destruction,
These devastating forces
Design the ugly face of war.
Men or women
Children or youth
Aged or the sick
Rich or the poor;
The ferocious WAR
Without care and concern
Without pity or parity
Extends its biased hand
Against the co-humans.
Ignoring the path of truce
The will and wish
Of the super powers
Ultimately would prevail.
It is the co-human
Who bears the brunt?
It is an act inhuman
That should be denounced.
On whom ?
Should the blame be put?
On whom ?
Should the outcome be focused?
How far is it justified?
To instill fear among citizens
To enforce self-declared laws
To massacre the innocents
To rain bombs on civilians
To create mass destruction
To treat civilians as criminals
To aggressively destabilize nations?
Defending the world against war and hate,
Can be a task that leads one to his fate.
The struggle to change a corrupted generation
From violence to love to save a nation.
The hype is about war and money making,
When it should be about love and Earth saving.
When did living off ones land go out the door?
Now it's about attacking the poor.
Nations suck poor souls in,
And use them as pawns to gain money again.
When will the world say no to war?
Will it be to late to save the world?
-Eddie Cox
Huge, sprawling armies, millions strong;
All convinced the war would not take long.
They had the world in their eyes;
It all but blinded them to the painful goodbyes.
Bombs exploding in a roaring blast
Bullets thundering past.
A soldier stepped on a landmine --
And for one eternal instant in the air, saw every comrade left behind.
Comrades true, marching two by two;
One went down and left the other to fight it through.
Valleys of ruin, trenches of mud;
Sparkling rivers, and rivers of blood.
Broken spirits, pieces of shell;
Makeshift crosses where somebody fell.
Still bodies carried over the foam
Bodies whose hearts never made it home.
Going on and on, a terrible war,
A war that nobody knew what they were fighting it for.
Please -- stop the firing, drop the lance,
Give peace a chance.
A fool looks for a war, a soldier tries to find some kind of peace
A war makes some rich, but real losers in the end
War is a time of discontentment, peace will always sleep in a soldier's tent