Killer, Oh Killer

A poem about terrorists and how they follow blindly, like the sheep to the Shepard

There are some people, they site religion,
As an excuse for their behavior.
Like a reading from a book,
Citing prompting by their savior.

Wake up, wake up!
You ignorant fools,
We are ALL held captive for a while.
It’s time to wake up, wake up!
Instructed intentions are so vile.

Wake up, wake up!
Are you a sheep?
You are led easily by the hand.
You choose not to listen to you own heart.
Instead you follows others commands.

You act out for attention,
‘Hey media look at me!
I will kill this innocent man
For the whole world to see.’

You think not of this mans background,
For his beliefs or his family.
You will kill him with the vehemence,
Citing your religion ‘oh so’ candidly.

Killer you are but fool,
With no vision to see,
You can go on and keep killing,
But it is your own self you flee.

You are demanding your penance for,
Atrocities where others have befallen.
All while not learning the lessons,
Our sweet universe is calling.

Killer, the veils that consume you,
Do not allow you clear thought.
It is not through causing others pain -
To have the love of your god be bought.

You blindly listen to others telling,
Just what it means to live.
STOP! NOW!
LISTEN TO YOU.
Your soul has only love to give.

Can you not see the ordinary people,
We choose no harm or grief.
We each seek our own happiness,
We all have our own beliefs.

Each has our own background,
We all see life through unique eyes
None of us have got it right,
But, TOGETHER we must try.

Killer! Don’t cut short our chance.
Just to breathe new breath each day.
It is you who needs to learn acceptance,
It’s you who needs to find your way.

I say you are a weak man.
Destroying others lives.
Yes weak, you are �" you follow,
Follow, those who choose to hide.

If only you could understand,
You are merely a throwaway tool.
You do work for others,
Who know you are but a fool.

You are just a foot soldier,
Helping evil to reign.
When you are dead,
They will find others to do their work again.

Why not try to be silent,
Still your mind and listen to you.
Killer, oh Killer -
You have the strength to know what is true.

Your liberation won’t be gained,
By acting your given part.
It’s your true self you must find,
You still have time to start.

Compassion and mercy
For humans shall never be found,
So long as you keep killing,
Demanding a pound for a pound.

We can only move forward -
Collectively as a race,
Let the past dissolve,
Let us remove the hate.

Our gods they are a begging ….
For all of us to catch up again.
For we are not learning the simple lessons,
Not allowing our consciousness to change.

No! There are no shortcuts,
To finding our way back to life as one.
We must work in unity,
There’s lots of work to be done.

Killer! drop the ego,
Come play in the light.
You still have so much time,
To choose the right fight to fight.

I choose to take no side,
From one battle to another.
The only battle I have,
Is to make life itself my lover.

We must ask ourselves of our judgements.
We all must question our true intention.
We must strip away at what we know,
To know its love that deserves attention.

No! It won’t be easy.
We all have much learning to do,
I will welcome you with open arms,
If you choose the fight for UNITY too.

Eternity is ours,
It’s worth the fight.
Together is the only way.
Together …. That’s our plight.

Reviews

[Rene Salinas]

As I finish reading this I can't but feel compelled to say that at the moment we seem immersed in a world of fighting streams of thoughts. Where does this fight happens? I coudn't say but it is a fact that some people find it viable to protest, and desillusioned they are enticed by the philosophy that Killer Be KIlled has becomed. No need for names and tedious explanations be it anti - capialism, anti - technology or anti - anything the people that seem to want to offer a different type of approach they feel pushed to believed that they will only be heard or taken seriously when they begin killing.

And when they take a life then their ideas become distorted and the endless stream of violence continues. The expression Killing beggets Kiling is so old yet we find ourselves observing its unfolding. A innocent man that apparently just wanted to go out to Syria and help was taken as a show of belief for the cause.

It all points out to one thing only, things need to get so bad that people will be terrified of what they do only then some level of awakening will take place. Until then, we seem condemended to an endless stream of brutality and violence.

Intense writing.

Thankyou

[KWP]

Hey Rene - I wrote this way back when the soldier was stabbed and cut apart in Britain on his way home ... Since then it seems the sprinkling hate has become out of control ... Your words make sense and give me hope for I shall never lose hope in humanity ... I just can't ...

Thank you so much for reading xx

[Justin]

well put together, i like it ;)

[KWP]

thanks you Justin x

[Justin]

your welcome, your poems speak volumes to live

[KWP]

that's a lovely thing to say xxx LOVE xx

[Justin]

yea, they do, those are the type of poems that are the best to read

[Caradoc]

Wow...

Great message and really well written. Adding this to my favorites.

-Caradoc

[A. Amos]

I can truly understand what you wrote about what you mean, your wisdom can be read but hardly people with ill faith to believe...simply amazing my dear

[KWP]

i wrote this when there was yet another terrorist attack in England ... it made me so angry ... this is what came ... I wanted in some way for my thoughts to filter out in the hope that people may THINK before they blindly follow xxx thanks as always for reading xx

[A. Amos]

For thinking before acting you need mind, how can they think when their soul is far too blind...you're most welcome

[KWP]

it is just a journey of awareness x x love

[A. Amos]

I'm with you in this journey

[Frieda P]

"All held captive for a while'....yes but not in that way, i'm held captive in your poetry and the poignant message it delivers with exacting force. Okay I wasn't going to say it the first time, but those black boxes are rough on these old cranky eyes...just saying. ;-) Other than that, really enjoyed your cry for unity in this rather disturbing plight.

[KWP]

agh thank you Chick - that is what copy and paste will do with those black boxes .. but thanks for telling me, its the small things we need to know to discover perfection xx ...next one will be in PINK ....

[CountNicholasAlti]

Perfect! I love this poem and the message. Even as a man of faith I can only agree to your words ever stronger. It is a shame what is occurring in our minds and hearts, or lack there of to be more precise.

[KWP]

thanks Count .. another EPIC that perhaps could be shorter .. I must confess though if you get me on a rant I don't even draw breath .. thank you again for reading sunshine xx

[CountNicholasAlti]

Why shorten a powerful rant? It is raw emotion and better left as simply that, as evident by this poem. And again, my pleasure.