We are the sons of murder,
The sons and daughters of rape and slaughter,
We slip through history's grip
On a wave of blood:
It's all in the back of my mind.
Author notes
Hope this is what you're looking for.
A contest entry
- Isolation of a Realist by Hadji Murad.
300 points, ended February 10, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think, honest though::
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Excellent
Very well written my friend. If you choose to read my poem 'Hollows', I would like you to know that after reading this write you would understand completely the emotional affect that one persons sculpture called: "Waves" or "Wake", inspired the poem of mine which I just mentioned. Here's a link: http://allpoetry.com/poem/2708768 -
Ooooooo
This is intense. In five lines you have written so much. The concluding line has a really nice impact.
Great job.
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