Dreams don't die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind and never forgotten.

Dreams don't die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind and never forgotten.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Can't allow war to blind us from peace. Guns and hate will close all open doors. Need wise people to lead this world into a good place.

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                      Dreams and the great Dreamers

I have heard Martin Luther Kings words of love, brotherhood and peace.
His words were like thunder to the sky.
His true word burn down years of hate and made men walk together.
He was one of many men and woman who gave all for peace and love.

I met Rachel Corrie too late. A Poet from the Middle East wrote of a USA citizen. "The beautiful American." She died for her dream. (please listen to her speech at 10 years old.) "When you died to protect and save lives of strangers. You have given your life for another. These are the real Angels upon this earth and in heaven.

War is alive and well in the world. Touching all places in some shape or form.
The 500 billion dollars given to war contractors(USA) are making the rich man richer.
The poor man pay with  the blood of the youth and the innocent.
War was for defense?
Now 300 thousand men are police men in dangerous places.
I hope there are reasons for them to died?
The War is over. Terrorism have been around for 5000 years.
Make the borders stronger and add better security at exit and entree of all countries.

 We must learn the strength of a great people. Look at history.
The demonstrations of the late sixties and early seventies made a nation at war change direction.  The children of today have many problems to fix.

No time to back away.
No time to discern themselves from the real world.
Time to say farewell to war without purpose.
It is time for understanding and peace.

No child should go to bed hungry.
No mother should fear the night for she is homeless.
Time to allow religion to be a personal belief.
HIV and hunger will kill 60,000 people tonight.
Do you care?

"Lord of life and death.
Need your help upon this Earth.
Many need direction and wisdom.
Hate is growing.
Love and kindness is forgotten.

I pray for the people.
I pray all children are fed and safe.
I pray all people have a bed and safe place to rest.
I pray Soldiers are assisting the weak and healing the sick.

Please spirit of life and death.
Allow the world to heal and stop the madness."

Blood bring more blood.
Hate bring more hate.
Must stop the road to destruction.

Kindness bring forgiveness.
A offer of friendship can open doors to peace.
Healing take time.

Guns are not the tools of peace.
Sending 150,000 Soldiers is not a sign of friendship.
Create ghosts to make attacking another country logical.
Should be a crime!

Dream of peace must come to life.
Time for the war machine to stop.

In the end.
We are all brothers and sisters.
Race, color and belief won't mean much when there is nothing is left.

                        Coyote


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_2Qz3E9wR8&feature=player_embedded

© 2011 Coyote Poetry


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This is very awakening for me and I can only pray it is awakening for everyone else. The most jolting line is your last line- the best place for it. Let your readers have this lingering long after they have read your poem. Look to God to find true peace...

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Absolutely true Coyote, This was and is a wonderful message. The last stanza is so true
We are all brothers and sisters
Race, color and belief wont mean much when there is nothing left.

Keyword "ALL" not some , but "ALL"

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"In the end.
We are all brothers and sisters.
Race, color and belief won't mean much when there is nothing is left."

AMEN!



Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The video was a great speech and this poem expresses a lot. And there is a lot of mixed emotions in this that some of us haven't understand. I enjoyed reading. Great write. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so very nicely done,
I really enjoyed the truth in this write.


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Your poem holds so much meaning and truth that we all need reminded of daily. The last stanza just says it all,

In the end.
We are all brothers and sisters.
Race, color and belief won't mean much when there is nothing is left.

You are great story teller and you deliver to us the absolute truths about what has been and is going on in our world today. Thanks Coyote for making a difference by your presence and your words.

Exceptional poem!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

You did a great job on this.
Thanks for sharing Coyote.

~A Fallen Heroine~

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nice indeed. You hit the nail on the head here, Coyote.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is great! Great job.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Wonderful...., just wonderful. I can't tell you how amazing this is, but the poem is so true and impressive. Well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

you should run for office...If politician thought like you we would already be in heaven, great write...its good that you can see through the BS...keep spreading the word.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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