Restating

Restating

A Poem by Bryan Irion
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An event of world where everyone is involve, retelling the history that almost extinct the living organisms.

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Sea of sky conquered by the sound of big bees
Kingdom of Neptune occupied, whales and sharks
Big bees, dropping, cutting flesh, blade made of fires
Whales throwing things in sky, deadly weaponed flies
Sharks firing, penetrating, metal stones

A sudden flash of light covered the city of five
After, remains were dusts and ashes, no one alive
Ants entered, clearing the perimeter, side by side
All they see is destructed colonies, homes inside
Helps, names, cries, mourns all they hear,
surrounds the wind of wide

Souls scattered within demesne, no one's excluded
Save my son! Please! Save him, child laying on her arms, dead
Cry silenced the noise of war, trying to defeat, joy of greed
Truth of war is merciless, seeds of atrocious deed
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, when will it end?

Innocence is divided and subdivided by event
Misinformations and allegations to nations, all sent
Strong corporations and organizations, they all bent
Declaration has put into action, peace ended, fire lighted
The journey began, within our minds, it is, history restating

© 2016 Bryan Irion



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Bryan Irion
Ignore grammar problems

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Truth of war is merciless, seeds of atrocious deed
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, when will it end?

war spares no country ,it was in the ancient times,between kingdoms,colonisers and now there is terrorism...violence never seems to end.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Bryan Irion

1 Year Ago

Maybe as long as there is an existence of human there is a never ending war in minds and in events
Swati Nayak

1 Year Ago

ya, this fact is true and saddening..

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Bryan Irion
Bryan Irion

NCR, Philippines



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Born to love not to be love. I lost in the fantacies of love, realities over imagination. Writing poetry is my passion, through this I can say and express everything I want to my love, issues, and to .. more..

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