A Poem by Kenneth Sibbett

A poem that I hope describes the hate in the hearts of different people.


what color are you my friend

you look like a foreigner

have you a green card

let me see your passport

you smell different than I do

we don't like people

who smell different than us

you must blow into this tube

or leave this place called Paradise

just as i thought, you smell of war

you smell of sulfur and death

It takes my breath away

why do you have

shiny legs

thats what you get for killing




have you killed children

don't look away, I can see you have

you dream of them

and you always will

your punishment for doing

something your brain

and not your heart

told you to do

perhaps you should

come back another time

when the smell of death

is not as strong

but you will have to promise

not to kill us or anyone




this is not personal

our children fear you

and your kind

who think death

costs nothing

but what a bullet


© 2011 Kenneth Sibbett

Author's Note

Kenneth Sibbett
I made a mistake in the first version. I left out the last part. The notebook I had written it on fell and the last stanza was filed incorrectly. My apologies and please give it another read if you have time.

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You breathe out such a vivid scene.. .the emotions running wild.. So many stand apart.. we see the differences.. rarely our similarities. Makes for a painful world. Powerful expressions..

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Added on May 9, 2011
Last Updated on May 12, 2011
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Kenneth Sibbett
Kenneth Sibbett

Whiteville, NC

I love writing. Not only writing it, but I very seldom go anywhere without a book in my hands. I can read any genre but fiction is what I love and write best. In the last three years I had came to lov.. more..