The things we do.

The things we do.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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"War is a sin." Bob Denver

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(War is a sin my friend.   John Denver.)


The Things we do?



I’m far from a Angel.
I believe some deeds in life
can’t be forgotten.

A beautiful girl Rachel Corrie.
She stood in front of homes and clinics.  A life shield for people far away.
Protecting strangers homes with her life.
She was killed.
How can we forgive Israel for killing an unarmed woman?

Sitting with a Soldier on the Iraq border.


First Sergeant asked me to sit and talk.
He handed me a letter.
Old First Sergeant eyes were full of tears.
Asked me to read it?
His wife wrote.
Your stuff is in storage.
New man moved in.
Don’t come home.
He told me.
“I will kill them both if I could.”
I sat in silence.
I thank the lord of life and death.
We are 7,000  miles away.


Been gone on  President Clinton field trips.
The 1st  Cavalry Division Soldiers were on the Iraq border
for 6 months. Tanks and helicopters ready to kill and destroy.
We sat and waited with Tanks, Helicopters
and Soldiers ready. The Iraq army went home.
We landed back in Texas.
I went home to my wife and children.
I’m glad to be home.
I heard a knock on my door.
My good friend told me his wife and children are gone.
I went with him. We searched for his family.
I’m scared my friend would hurt someone or himself.
He loved his kids.


What woman would leave without a goodbye or address?


Deeds done in the
emotion of love and hate.
Leave us unfulfilled and not  content.

Deeds done with
the possibility of bad consequences.
Should be done with concern and common sense.


Hate and violence.
Overpowering the good deeds of many.

Sins, mistakes and errors cannot be stops.


We must try to overcome the fear of
Race, Religion and the Color of skin.


I have seen deeds that should not be forgiven.
At the moment of the action.
The First sergeant went home and found a good woman.
My good friend found his children.


Rachel Corrie left us with the memory of a person.
Who gave all for the safety of woman and children.


Some scars are deep and painful.
We must forgive and move on.


Swimming in hate and revenge.
Will create a hurricane of bloodshed that will never end.


The blood will flow till nothing is left.


I learn in my fifty-five years of living.
Being pissed off and ready to attack.

Leave no winners.


All of US.
Asia, Europe, Africa and America.
People of this world.

Must demand the hate and violence to stop.


It is time to heal.
Feed the world.
Give comfort.


Some deeds in life can’t be forgotten.

Will the blood of our children and more innocent children.


Bring peace to the world?

Coyote
25 May 2009

© 2013 Coyote Poetry


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Coyote Poetry
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I really like this piece! It was well written and the well expressed. I could really visualize what you were vividly writing about! I couldnt imagine coming home and not finding my wife or kids to welcome me. Well written piece indeed. There was one little typo. You put scare instead of scared, "I’m scare my friend would hurt someone or himself."

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Need to ask a question if I can. Did you insert all those external links ?


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Coyote Poetry

10 Years Ago

Yes I did. One picture is public and the other is my collection.
dw817

10 Years Ago

Well, can I say I'm both impressed and amazed ! You are the first writer I have come across that wor.. read more
Hate only breeds more hate and revenge is a one way ticket to a personal hell. Your poetry is always full of emotions and lessons.

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The world is a bit too big for me to tackle all my myself. I just try to content myself with my very small corner of it and the people in it. But " I'd like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony..." or LIVE in perfect harmony...people are so full of greed and vanity and ignorance...it's very discouraging. They kill for all the BEST reasons! Freedom, peace, God...look what lies they feed each other! War makes slaves of the souls of men and then...they can NEVER be free until death. There is no war for peace. And God? There's the cruelest irony of all...God did not create one thing to have it destroy another...it's simply too stupid.

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Coyote Poetry

10 Years Ago

I agree. The world is hard to understand.

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