Peaceful day,
Peaceful night,
Until the day the war began.
They came from the sky,
To protect the people,
That had respected,
And given them their freedom.
The people who had respected,
Their spirits.
Those kind people,
Are now threatened.
By the people they fear,
The people that want,
The land.
And not the spirit,
That the land holds.
So they come from the sky,
To protect the people,
That know,
That every rock and tree,
Holds a spirit,
Holds a name.
But in the end,
That will not be enough.
Author notes
Written July 19th, 2006
A contest entry
- 48 Hour Contest- Picture Inspiration by StormGoddess.
300 points, ended July 20, 2006, 10 entries
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Comments
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Beautiful write, yet also seemed so sad. It's terrible when pain and war is forced onto innocents. I really liked the part at the end about the rock and tree and spirit. Reminded me of the movie Pocahontas, which is one of my favorite disney movies. Thanks for sharing and keep that pen flowing.
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Gahh... you make me sad. Your poems are all really beautiful but in the end they have nothing but pressing reality for the reader. No hope and no promises. Just the truth. Which is good I guess but still sad. I love you deary
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I think your wording and the meanings are pretty darn ood, but, at least personally, I feel as though you have spread the lining out too much. It would look, sound, and flow better if you condensed some of the lines and not had them so choppy feeling. But your words are excellent and true.
Thanks for entering
Storm
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