What men are capable of...

What men are capable of...

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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I saw bad things in my life. What men have done for their hate.

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  What men are capable of.


                 What legacy will we leave?
                 I hope no more then we were
                 the one's who stand by and
                 allow the Wars and disease
                 to deteriorate the dreams
                 of our children.


I stood by a river in Bosnia.
Dead bodies floating in the current.
Killed for sake of religion.
As I pulled the bodies out.
I was sickened by the deeds of men.

I felt so cold.


Were the Angels watching?
Waiting with open arms for the innocent?


Who is crying for them?
 

No-one is speaking out for the people in the way
of the war machine and violence.


Men who speak of tales of fabled bogey men.
The profiteer and big business using lobbyist
to keep war coming.
We need to be identify and put them out of business.


Using young men and woman to fight for oil and land...


Life is simple.
Treat people how you desire to be treated.
Religion should be  personal.


I don't believe the common man and woman would desire war
 before peace talks.


I never met a woman or
man who desire  to die.
Never met a Mother or Father who wanted their child
to die in War.


The profiteer and big business hide behind false words and tales
to create the ability to get richer.


What men are capable of?

The great men of peace are rarely heard today;
Block out by stories of ghosts and demons by leaders with
pocket full of lobbyist money.


Cities and towns are now war grounds.
No safe place for the innocent.
Can we stop the terror and violence?


I have stacked the bodies of the innocent.
Just old men and woman.
I pray to the Spirit of the earth, sky and water .
Take care of these poor people.
Please give them peace with you.


Is the world is past the healing point;
Too late for the sheep being led to slaughter.
Who will cry out then?


Too late for the babies being born to chaos and War;
Their dreams and hope.
Cut-off by the hunger and greed of War?





                        Coyote
                        6 August 2009 


          


© 2011 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
A old poem from the past. I was a simple water and gas mission. Me and my Soldiers found death bodies of old men, woman and children floating in a river. We pull them out and stacked the body on the shore of the river.. What men could kill for sake of religion? Old world need to find a better road. I pray.
Coyote

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it is always those on their clean thrones far removed from sweat and blood and tears who are more than avariciously willing to send their people (victims) into the fray on a thread of profit that streams back to the fat cats in their leather seats counting pennies on each dead man's eyes~

and as a nations throughout history~we've allowed it~ participated in it~ the human species confounds my senses~ I will never understand~

your poem cracks the shell of lies fed to the masses and releases the pain that mankind floods across the globe endlessly~
heartbreak in a lonely pocket~watchers watching~dying everywhere

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is more than a poem. It is an account of history. Perhaps, some will even take heed and learn. Powerful write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow man I'm touched. Ma-kind can do some pretty bad things. Maybe one day the good things the do can surpasse the bad things. Yes, one day love will surpasse hate. Deep and detalied as always. Also thank you for serving our country, the sacrfices of the men and women like you allow us to live in the country we do today.
In sincere garatitde,
A.G Franke

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so sad, bur war is so bad and I pray for all the people in war today! You wrote your feelings down so well!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That gives me a shake. we are on a confined reality.
Great very significant.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very good write. I agree with you wholeheartly.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I have heard many first hand war stories over my life . the "small" wars seem to be the most barbaric. Our world is in turmoil , from the Drug wars in Mexico and South America to the Tribal wars of Africa , the Middle East to the Balkans , and of course our Oil wars . I pray to.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Someday there will be an end and I know that most human beings want an end to all wars and let there be peace on this earth...Peace where we can all work in harmony to the betterment of the earth for man and the animal kingdom...Keep the creative pen flowing... Take some time everyday to write something even if it is in the form of journal..Then on other days you can take from your journal and turn the pages into poems...Sunflower

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A strong tale Coyote, a tale suitable for retelling. I like the formating you did here, it doesn't detract from the words, but rather adds emphasis to the opening lines. Your voice comes through here very well. As I said before, a very powerful poem. Well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love your poetry! In this poem I envision our culture as a monster, your "war machine", spreading it's disease using innocent people not knowing the true nature of what they do. We do need to expose these big businesses and lobbyists who too close to the decisions of our government. We need a movement, with lots of people behind it, to stop the war, to stop the destruction. Where are "the great men of peace"?
You should publish your poetry. It is very good (understatement).

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Brilliant and wholesome poem. Indeed, none of us truly want war, or death, and yet that is all we seem to know in this world. Sometimes it seems impossible to stop the violence and pain that many people suffer. I am one of thousands, of millions who wish to stop the world's descent and, like my companions, are unable to stop it.

This poem both raised a smirk (about the businessmen) and yet also pulled at the heartstrings (concerning the children). A wonderful read.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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