Forgot to wait for it
Fcking got me again
Let my guard way too far down
Didn't even see this one begin
These chemicals got us on lock
With the hardest chains to break thru
It's like I'm walkin in this haze with you
Waiting for the chaos to ensue
All it takes is a tiny little attitude
And the war stews
Explosions all around me...
I'm so confused
Didn't even know pain is my only truth
What am i supposed to do?
Apparently I have no clue...
It's a circle I can't seem to get around
Slamming my head into the corners
Of this reality
Wtf do yall want from me??
Everytime I think I'm figuring out what this life is all about
Sht gets all flipped upside down
Kuz I guess my face supposed to keep a frown
Life is pain?
Or was it love?
Both kinda work
If I don't catch the bluff..
When is enough enough?
Why is getting through this so damn rough?
When will my heart be tough enough
To know not to trust??
Like.....f*cckk
At least give me some time
To readjust
Like..I blink once..blink twice
Bam!!
Ima b*tch again
I was still on the page
Where we lovers AND best friends
Guess my pace a little too slow
...idk
Free my soulllll!!!
A
person
at times can
feel like they are
a casualty
of cruelty, at least
in some small way or other.
Some attacked my early writing.
Their scathing reviews I can’t forget,
yet I persisted doing what I do.
Not letting oneself feel defeated is
the only way to continue - but
your cruelty, my love, hurt worse.
You did not want to read my
special poem, so you
threw it to the floor.
It felt like you
were stomping
on my
heart.
Casualty of your cruelty and lack of empathy
Is the beginning of your karma journey
What you tossed into the universe
Comes back full force as blessing or curse
Walking in another's shoes
Feeling for them as you do for you
Empathy a symphony of humanity
Put an end to selfish silver vanity
Casualty of your cruelty just may be
Loved ones you have destined with your deed
For what comes around goes around indeed
May not hit you but hits relative you see
the harvest a cruel person reaps
from all the seeds they sow
all yield weeds and thorns
of guilt and revenge,
growing in a secret garden
behind walls, doors, shutters, gates
enclosed by self in iron and stone.
Who knows who are the casualties of war?
Are they the wounded, maimed, and all the dead?
Who counts the orphans, widows, those displaced?
The untold truth, a light on this can shed
I also am a casualty of war
My soul is wounded by the grief I see
The war is raging here inside my head
I am held hostage, longing to be free
Survivor guilt is ravaging my nights
The blast of bombs, a morbid wake up call
Though I'm alive, I feel so dead inside
Like those cut down by hate, I take a fall
Destructor's cravings are insatiable
The sites destroyed include those of my mind
My tears pour down with that of martyrs' blood
Like refugees, a haven I must find
A lesser casualty, yet I am one
This war is altering my very soul
I am ashamed to claim a numbered place,
Yet war affects the country as a whole
Aggressors will not stop their killing spree
The toll of death goes higher every day
Who counts the living dead, devoid of hope?
The shroud awaits the ones this war will slay
These casualties of war exceed belief,
and trauma rages on without relief
"From the River to the Sea
'Palestine' will be free"
Freely articulated ~
Seven million Jews eviscerated
Tryst
befriends
a hodgepodge
of too much pangs
leading to unsuspected circumstance
despite light at the end of the tunnel
count on lights out
as miss match
no friend
twist
On empty beach
no extemporary friend
just a wandering wind
Civilian casualty
All wars are bad, but wars can be stopped
if there is will seek peace, which there is not
the civilians in Ukraine must suffer more.
How many non-combatants are killed in this
Russian versus NATO and the USA we don’t know
but the number of dead seems relatively small
when so much has been bombed to destruction.
It appears to me that weekly, more
Palestinians are killed by the so-called IDF than
Ukrainian civilians.
But this toll is met with silence since Israel has
been sanctified by Brussels by no other than
Ursula von der Leyen in her horrible speech
absolving Israel of any guilt.
But what else are they expect from this corporate
Fascism the EU has become.
Really ?
And why is it ?
Do you even have to ask ?
Is the " Truth "
The 1st casually of War
Does a nail have a head
Does the sun go down at the end of the day
Is grass green the sky blue
Fire burn water wet
Maybe it's because in order to to convince
people to put themselves in harm's way
and wage war and be willing to die
The truth simply will never suffice
You have to in fact come up with
a lie so implausible and despicable
Not a 1 single human being dare refuse
to fight and take up arms against
Because if the truth wasn't indeed the
very 1st casualty of war
There wouldn't in fact be a war or a
1 single a another of casualty thereafter
Truth equates to peaceful resolution
Whereas lies lead to conflicts and fighting
Questions of truth, alas become moot--
O'er angry voices, truth seldom heard
Like branches strayed from their mother root
We've strayed then planted another word,
chosen belief in the most absurd.
In times of war, truth begs to be seen,
yet trampled, however one may lean--
Torn in Viet Nam, Afghanistan,
Six O'clock fact or fiction routine:
fingers pointing at every man.
Why is truth killed when war needs it most?
That question is asked through the ages,
Perhaps lies dwell in a virus host,
Or, we need truth meted in stages,
lies bake troubled souls as war rages.
Truth rests among those--the dead of war.
Yet, we also lost truth years before.
Perhaps a new potion we'll soon find
to cure the people and kill lies' spoor
and leave its destruction far behind.
March 28, 2022
for the "Why is Truth the First Casualty of War and why is That a Fact"
by Sotto Poet
Only knowledge of the truth can set one free.
War and peace cannot exist within the same tree,
Any more than apples and oranges can coexist.
Lies and deceit allow the evils of war to persist.
In war, the truth is demoted.
In war, Lies are promoted.
Truth forces us to face the facts of resolution.
Lies only conceive more lies; truth breeds solution.
Truth is put to death in war because it shines the light.
In war, lies are preferred because they hate the light.
Truth is hidden from site; right is wrong, and wrong is right
Unlike roses, war and lies blossom best in the dark of night.
In conflict and war, truth is captivated in obscurity,
becoming its first victim and casualty;
Whereas lies become its foundation and framework.
If truth were tolerated, war-mongers would quickly desert.
031922PSCtest, Is Truth the First Casualty of War and Why Is That,
Sotto Poet
It's to demilitarize Ukraine; to de-Nazify,
Did Ukraine dare attack regions of Donetsk and Lugansk?
Said, yet, Putin; he did not, clear-as-crystal, specify,
Did countries of west arm Kyiv against the Russia's ransack...?
What's truth? Jesus did not ask Pontius Piolet in such vein,
Could all that Putin narrates considered the Gospel-truth?
Total truth was lost in ruthlessness - this was Jesus-pain,
Could Zelenskyy be to hold realistic truths to sooth...?
Ukraine influence in Russia be destroyed, Putin said,
Truth alone wins, they say, is it in reality so?
This, Putin said truth, and, cause why he had to go-ahead,
If truth does not win, where will Ukraine for its justice go...?
Truth is yet, not all; truth, once, used to be devoid of chaff,
Truths of nations of war, need not, bid other nations laugh...!
19 march 2022
Is truth the first casualty of war and why is that Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
Truth as a bride left beside the altar.
Before things even start, she speaks alone,
“Face your bullies upfront or you are done.
Your words waste breath; they have already won.”
Truth invited friends her future to share,
But Cassandra's seer words coldly spurned,
Friends felt her imagination too dark,
Shaking heads with, "There is no war to spark,"
While unworldly witless woke knew no hint
Of cascades of words spoken and in print
As aid was begged in ancient Kiev,
A place seeming too distant to believe,
As leaders, beating chests for Truth, do speak,
Condemning evil war against the weak,
Providing sparse aid to signal virtue;
Funding evil strong, while smirking at Truth.
Truth is the first casualty of war.
Evil devours diplomats' fresh green deals
Which they turn trash, strewn upon the terrain -
Banana peels for each weak Chamberlain.
Truth is wisdom’s foresight before the fight
Ignored by whose delight is their own light.
Truth is the first casualty of war,
it's death is silent but its cries for help manage to reach afar.
Everything is done for the sake of nation,
this is the phrase used as an explanation.
The only people victorious in a war are the one's which are dead.
When one fight is over the other starts in search of daily bread.
Men on field die on either sides of border,
sobs of the widows and cries of the orphans can be heard in every corner.
Truth is twisted and represented,
lies are told and frenzy is created.
Truth doesn't matter in a war,
cause there is no truth when there is a war.
Truth is killed in the beginning,
so lies can be told after the killings.
Truth dies a slow death,
gasping for every last breath.
Yet no one notices it's disappearence,
war is fought better without its intereference.
The real truth is never known,
history repeats and the perpetrators are condoned.
Those who survive the war are haunted by the memories,
dejected and defeated waiting for their turn at the cemetery.
Date:17/03/22
Contest name:Is truth the first casualty of war.
Sponsor:Sotto Poet
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