a child is huddled
on a broken stair
sobbing as gunshots
pierce the air.
his family wiped out
as the bomb exploded
the snipers are out
with their guns fully loaded.
he doesn't know it's
from power and greed
and because he is of
a different faith and creed.
as terror rains down
upon his head, the little
Israeli has no food or bed.
a child is huddled
on a broken stair
he sobs as gunshots
pierce the air.
Author notes
people discriminating others for their faiths and creeds, the war in israel is wrong.
Written August 8th, 2006
A contest entry
- Don't Ask Me 2 by skitza.
300 points, ended August 14, 2006, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Speak out! by Luna Argintie.
930 points, ended September 9, 2008, 205 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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I like how you started and ended with the same staza. Also, you have a very good meter. Plus, I like the subject. What is going on in Israel and the territories is not fair. They should lay down the armament and try diplomacy.
Anyways,great poem.
Thanks for entering my contest.
~Liana~ -
Ok. Thanks. This was a good poem. I enjoyed reading it. It is also an important subject to be writing on.. and this is often very difficult.
But I think you managed very well here.
Thanks for entering.
skitza
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sorry, it has now been done.
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Please explain the poem in the authors notes. It was one of the rules.
skitza
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