Just two days after Christmas,
with peace ever out of reach,
a women with a dream kept close,
gave her final speech.
She carried the weight of her father,
a dreamer just as she,
the two were rooted deep
in their interlocking plea:
Let our faith not be judged,
by those extreme and quick to hate,
for it is through democracy
we'll see a better state.
Her children begged her not to go,
they knew her fate was cursed,
but loyalty engulfed her,
the country must come first.
No loaded gun deterred her,
as their hate rang through the streets,
there was message behind her madness,
a light beneath defeat.
So through the armoured sunroof,
came a waving figure, ever brave,
but her will to change a nation
was not enough to save.
The blood of innocence was spilled
on that chilled December day,
and a leader ever standing,
was faithfully betrayed.
Words can live forever,
even as we see their keeper slain,
and carrying them on upon our shoulders
sees their life lived not in vain.
Author notes
This is a poem for Benazir Bhutto, assassinated on December 27th 2007. I have written a few poems with her as the subject, before and after her death. I thought I'd add this rhyming poem, just for something different.
Photo courtesy of: www.scu.edu/.../ Bhutto/homepage.html
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wow....I like this a lot.Great write.
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awesome
That's an amazing write. Great job, I enjoyed reading this, and i'm glad that I did read it! -
Message behind her madness, I loved that phrase and word play
. I really loved how fluidly you rhymed and how beautifully you picked your words, if all history books were wrote like this, they'd keep my attention so much better.
GREAT job
diggin it majorly
A+++wesome!!
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beautiful rhyming done in this poem. I really enjoyed the wonderful thoughts you penned into this. I don't think I ever heard of Benazir Bhutto, but delighted in learning more about her. Blessings always~ Trisha
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Hmm, I couldn't place who this was but I was compelled to read to the final line to find out -
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