The Price

The Price

A Poem by Aileen

 

The dust blows
A dry
Ravaged land
As if mother earth
Was having her pay back
For the war fought on her land
For her earth
Constantly being socked
With blood
And being shot up
By man
Slowly killing her
 
As we walk down the street
Wandering
What they hold
For us today
If more of my brothers
Will be going home
In a box
One wrong step
And they’re goners for them
 
To a place
Where there’s peace
No war
No fighting
No blood soaked earth
Happiness all around
 
A war that’s bin raged
For freedom
The right to live
Freedom
For all.
But at what price?
 
Killing mother earth is
The price
 
11-06-08

© 2008 Aileen


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OK, I think you meant "soaked" instead of "socked."

"As we walk down the street
Wandering
What they hold
For us today
If more of my brothers
Will be going home
In a box
One wrong step
And they're goners for them"

I really don't think that that paragraph needs to be in there. First of all, I'm getting confused by what you're saying in this. Is it wandering or wondering? Also, what does "one wrong step" have to do with killing Mother Earth?

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