It be not a natural disaster,
yet it is known to cause floods;
known to sew Violence,
reap Blood and Flesh,
then be Harvested: generations to come.
It be not a biological weapon,
yet it is known to be deadly;
known to murder Heart,
stop Mind from breathing,
whilst slowly draining Energy.
It be not a terrorist,
yet it is known to do crimes;
known to slay Innocence,
and aid in engaging in Thievery.
In fact, ‘tis the Committer of theft.
It be not an epidemic,
yet is known to be spreading;
known to ‘pass on the Virus’,
rot the vital Chords of Life
--tension and Death nearing.
It be Racism…
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A contest entry
- The Cries of Society by bloved.
450 points, ended July 11, 2007, 29 entries
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Comments
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Intersting
I like this....the format you used and the message you bought here in this poem
You have talent...thanks for entering
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