The Middle Eastern watch
As the Zionist regime tries
To assert its territorial area
Territorial integrity now threatened
They unleash terror on their enemies
Its called the holy land but why now
In the name of all that's sacred and holy
The continuous strife and endless wars
They talk of Abrahamic faiths at loggerheads
Be it though that The Lord is a Man of War
But why is it that us humans can't coexist
Even when our religions preach peace
There are always undertones of war
Call it Jihad or a Holy war.. blood shed
Is still abominable.. when did human life
Cease to have value.. now bombs drop
Then the retaliations are organized daily
Then the entire world watches the fever
Praying the virulent middle Eastern fever
Doesn't spread into the entire region
Praying that 'The end' will not come soon..
Even so the Word asserts come soon Lord
Newsrooms Hanging in the Wind
David J Walker
I have been in them plenty
Spent my life attempting to empty
The world around me of its darkness
Its greedy hardness
Greeting me in a daily challenge
I knew that by the end, of the
6 O’clock news
I would win
My desk was an alter
My Olympic typewriter the
Printer of truth
The Newsroom itself a sanctuary
Immune to the retaliations of the
Exposed
Those were the days, I supposed
Would never end
But the final sign off has
Come and gone and
I left hanging in the wind
You keep them to yourself, divergences,
Along the way they sprawl, uncounted,
Retaliations barbed, annulling love,
And darling words with tears confounded.
The hollow echoing chambers of the heart,
Receptacles of many well-aimed darts,
As honeyed moments oftentimes turn sour,
Reciprocating love in fits and starts.
Endearments may well fall on stony ground,
As happy days surrender to the moon,
And hard-edged days turn into coldest night
And love's sweet anthems fade and die too soon.
But underlying dark times flows a stream,
A constant certain current of belief.
True love will find a way into the light
And joy replace what once was felt as grief.
How can you stop the terrorists?
We can stop by go on living
We can stop by showing our true color
Show them who we are
That we mean it
We mean what we do
We mean what we say
That we are not someone they should be afraid of
People lash out when they are afraid
We can show them what it means to live
To live in harmony
Where everyone is equal
Of course there will always be someone
Who is crazy
Who does not follow any ideologies
But those are lone wolfs
We should try to reach out to show
our humanities, our human fragilities
That we all want the world full of peace
Would that work?
Time will tell
But we cannot go on
Killings with killings
Retaliations against retaliations
Try to tell that to Mars
Because no one will hear it
But would God hear?