#War

Chaos Reigns

The world was thrust into chaos

thanks to COVID-19

supposedly the deadliest virus

mankind has ever seen


 

It stole millions of souls

left families shattered to grieve

while conspirators in shadows

kept spinning lies we’re told to believe


 

But something far deadlier

is raging out of hand

the plague of violence and racism

still poisoning the land


 

Religious wars and entitlement

over borders, soil, and sand

the war machines keep rolling

devouring forests, meadows, and man


 

Corrupt shepherds in government

lead their political sheep

straight to the slaughterhouse gates

while war-pigs wallow in millions they keep


 

We’re pawns in their endless game

divided, fearful, and blind

as chaos tightens its grip

on the soul of humankind


 

Yet deep in the darkness

a whisper begins to rise

the people awaken together

and open their weary eyes

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UNDER DESKS OR ON ROLLER SKATES

 

I once had this idyllic picture of children…in school…learning with their mates

or outside playing together…running, jumping, laughing…riding on roller skates.

 

But that idyllic picture has changed…it’s not so idyllic anymore….

as we’re faced with another school shooting…and parts of the world at war.

 

In the midst of war…death comes quickly…lives are lost…hearts are broken

In the instant death arrives…there’s no time to think…no words are spoken.

 

I wonder in the moment the bomb explodes…dropped from high above

If the last thought of those who died…were of those in life they love.

 

In the midst of a school shooting…living out their most horrible fears

students of all ages take out their phones…and fighting back their tears

 

they call their parents and loved ones…”Dad, Mom…there’s something I want to say. 

I just want you to know I love you…if I happen to die today”.

 

In Israel, in Gaza, in Ukraine, on our streets…wherever the fires of hatred flame

when it comes to the last words on our lips…all our messages are the same.

 

We want those we love to know we love them…one more time before we die…

so we repeat to them the words they said to us…

the moment we opened our eyes.

 

If we fear we’re going to die…and those we love and who love us can’t be near…

we want the words ‘I love you”…to be the last words from us…they hear.

 

Leaving us to mourn a world that callously drops bullets and bombs on us from above.

A world that allows the ruthless killing of the children we claim to love.

 

And to pray for the day love will prevail…and no more children will suffer the fate

of dying beneath their school desk…or while outside…wearing roller skates.

 
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BEFORE THE WAR

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WHAT MY DAD WOULD HAVE WANTED

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AFTER THE WAR

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A WORLD OF WONDER

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HOW DOES ONE WRITE A POEM ABOUT WAR?

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