My country was once the shining city on the hill,
Open to anyone, admired by and friend of everyone.
The embers of a dying fire mirror the loss of my faith.
Beliefs that used to be crystal clear now elude my grasp.
The men in charge live behind ivy covered walls of stones.
Leaders who have deceived us for their own twisted ends.
In soft velvet chairs they exchange pearls of wisdom,
Drinking bourbon and burgundy they make the decisions
That send sons and daughters to bleed and die in pain.
And the eagle of war has devoured the dove of peace.
Author notes
The difficult! word bank:
Mirror Velvet Dove(s) Embers Burgundy Faith
Stones Pain Bleed Ivy Crystal Pearls
A contest entry
- Let's Do Dark by Dalaney.
900 points, ended April 8, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I'm sorry the word bank was so difficult
You, however, did an extraordinary job writing
a very powerful poem. Thank you, my friend.
Love, Lane
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WhhooHooo! Excellent message and excellent poem.
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Sometimes I am ashamed to be called an american. this was very good use of the word bank to make notice of a very important issues, that seem to be forgotten all to easily.
"The men in charge live behind ivy covered walls of stones. Leaders who have deceived us for their own twisted ends. In soft velvet chairs they exchange pearls of wisdom, Drinking bourbon and burgundy they make the decisions"
Ashamed that this is so true...
Good luck in the contest. jen
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Wow,
Simply amazing and very true.
Love the ending, it's put in such an amazing and creative thought out way.
Good luck in the contest!
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I think this is truly amazing. You have used the word bank so well and have come up with a masterpiece. Good luck in the contest.
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This is incredibly strong and vital in its emotions. It has a very oratory feel to it, and I can imagine someone at a podium avowing these very words. Good luck in the contest!
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