The war, the blood and the gun

Just words.

                         

                      The war, the blood and the gun


No-one is screaming for the child of war. They have known only blood and the sound of war.
Who do we blame my friend?

War is alive my friend, the word peace, is forgotten.
I'm like my father.
Same place and same station.
Accepting new wars like a dinner meal, I support to digest without demanding proper answers.

The sky is black and the earth is red.
Black hearten men run our world. Sending our best to fight and die.
When Johnnie and Susie hands are soaked in blood.
They will come home broke and confused.
What will tell them?
A needed war. You create peace by fighting strangers for the cause of fairness.
Did we create fairness in the new wars?
Did my father who fought in Vietnam and Korea. Did he believe the liars?
Blood soaked lands and the homeless. I don't believe we are the saviors?

I whisper to my grandchild.
"Sleep little baby.
You are safe today.
Grandpa will keep you safe and sound.
Sleep my little baby.
Grandpa won't allow the bad things to come to you.
I love you my child."



Today is Easter. The war dogs are alive and well. The war pigs are singing their blood songs.
Where are the people who love and want peace. I remember my dear Grandmother took me to the airport. Tears in her eyes as I deployed for war. I pray I'm not taking my grandson to a plane one day. I pray we learn. Every life had value. War isn't the road to peace. War killed the last chance of hope and kindness.

                      My Easter Prayer
Dear Jesus.
We need you today.
Men had lost their way.
Please send wisdom to the leaders.
Make them lead with concern, kindness and love.
Dear Jesus. We need a miracle.
Make angry hearten men  learn. Violence and war isn't the way to a peaceful end.
Please Jesus protect all the children.
Hard world for many and their family.
Today is Easter and I'm thankful.
I have good health and my family near.
Please teach the leaders. Guns and soldiers are not tools of peace.
A kind face, a offer of friendship and gifts of food, water and medicine.
This is the way to the hope of peace.

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Thank you for reading.
                         John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

along with Easter dinner which we are digesting in peaceful resignation...we are still trying to digest why we cannot seem to eliminate the wars...they just keep cropping up all over the world...
wish we could get all our eggs of peace into one calm basket.
this poem is quite the experience, my friend.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jacob for reading and the comment. I do appreciate and I pray daily for peace. For sake of all children.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

As always you express the heart of Native American culture in your words of wisdom and love. If only life were so simple Coyote. More of us would join you rather than the war pigs.

[Coyote Poetry]

A sad world my friend. We allow our young to die for things we do not understand. Thank you John for reading and the comment.

[Rashi Jain]

There are so many lessons to be learnt. This poem looks like it is written with experience.
Beautifully written 💕

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Rashi. No-one win in war.

[ashish hajagulkar]

Really nice and inspiring

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ashish. I appreciate the comment.

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

This is very true yet so beautiful and inspirational, thank you Coyote for addressing such a real moment.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I worry for this would. What will this generation leave for the next?

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

I really fear what will be to come, I have no children yet and I fear of having any to leave them in such a world... though I would really love children

[Coyote Poetry]

It is scary. When I was young. I wanted no children. Now I do. More scary.