The bodies,
mingling in death counts reaching
way too many.
Wars over land and
sacrificing lives for territory
That's been crossed and lost.
We're taught that
"Fighting is not the answer,"
PEACE NOT WAR.
Nature vs. Nurture gets the best of us,
And in the war we wage within ourselves,
Nature wins.
Pride wins.
Anti-war protests at Home.
Signs with colors and words painted bold.
They don't know,
They can't understand.
You're doing it for them.
For their pride.
But when the world is collapsing all on it's own,
What's the point?
A kaleidoscope of feelings and emotions,
Being twisted into distorted shapes of the Media.
The mass production of the world,
The leader of the lies and the lusts.
They’ll give the public what they want.
If it’s the last thing that they do,
While you’re over there fighting in messes
Of blood and ear-shattering noises.
Heat that is making your sweat boil,
And they’re flipping through magazines
Like they're teenagers chewing gum in the 80’s movies.
And when it’s all over they won’t care.
The celebrations will last through the night
With drunks spelling alcohol poison
On their forehead and the taste of beer and whiskey
Dripping off their tongue.
Their protests signs they spent the whole night working on,
[The training you spent your whole summer working on,]
Will be thrown in the garage next to their
[Three years ago-]
Garage Sale Sign.
And they’ll think they made a difference,
[And you watched your best friend murdered,
Knowing that he made a difference when one too many died,
And the war was declared over,]
When in reality they’re just the new wave of hysteria
Primping themselves for the next big thing.
And when they’re watching their sports games,
Frightfully upset over losing,
You’ll know who the real loser is,
And it isn’t the baseball team.
Author notes
For my history project.
Was told to write a poem about the Middle East.
I suppose it turned out okay,
Although I feel as if I've strayed from the topic quite a bit. Haha. Oh well.
A contest entry
- Congestion of Options- Ignite the Muse by FunnelWaxFate.
1000 points, ended June 22, 2007, 76 entries
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Comments
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wow...just brillant....I mean you really have talent...but you just don't write...you put your heart in your work...just lovely!
Thanks for entering
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This poem is exceedingly prevailing and powerful. From the first line, it is instantly grasping and reels the reader in, arresting the reader. This poem is exemplary. I could feel every line with extraordinary vividness and tangibility. This insightful piece is so realistic and true, which is what is so sickening, that this is really what it all comes down to, what the meaning of it all really is. “And they’ll think they made a difference,
[And you watched your best friend murdered,
Knowing that he made a difference when one too many died,
And the war was declared over,]
When in reality they’re just the new wave of hysteria
Primping themselves for the next big thing.” That stanza speaks mountains of truth, as does the last phenomenal stanza. This is such an affecting, powerful, intellectual write that breathes so much truth, and changes the reader immensely, stirring a great deal of emotion through throttled words. An excellent, brilliant write! -
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Thank you very very much. :] I really appreciate this comment.
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