war

war

A Poem by misterfebus

bourgeois           bourgeois?
where          are their
intellectuals?
       common ground
is
  in
    a
     ditch.
it's more            than a three   shells game

where's the hidden ballistic ball?

beneath...

United States,    Russia,     Iran, 
ore      /and
Saudi Arabia,     Germany,    France

the excuse: _  A  _  is quicker then      the eye;

while  the           spins           media   spins
               media          game round and around;

the black and white prints - starting point in

Syria.           Syria?   is not the starting

point   twin towers? 
                                  World War II? ore
         Spanish civil war?

the E-x-o-d-u-s 
is
 moving
           again; generations of children, children's children;

again the lives of innocence...

                                 lost.
is there no end

wait...where                is the Vatican? no church

and state?                   did we not hear 
            of the Inquisition, black slaves, the taking

of lands                            from the natives!
                          

the United States is not the melting 
pot...Earth is the melting pot; as
the flight of the bumble bee draws
the pollen from the flower, as the sun
burns,
burns bright; given to us 
in the morning dew,
too us, all of us...
in
my
belief
of the spirits -

"cease fire, cease fire, cease fire!"
 

© 2015 misterfebus


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Well done, unique layout made this one sing and speaks to the manic frenzy that war is. Well written indeed!

Posted 8 Years Ago


misterfebus

8 Years Ago

I appreciate the comment, thanks.

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