Post by know knot on Feb 10, 2008 19:09:10 GMT -5
this is an unfinished poem inspired by a dream i had a long time ago about the conflict in the middle east.
Warblind
A young girl cries in fear
In a city shattered and battle torn
Her ash stained face streaked with tears
With a baby in her arms newly born
In her heart the last vestige of hope dies
Her mother and father lay dead
Siblings still in bed no longer breathing
Ripped apart by bullet head
The smoke covered sky glows red
As houses burn to the ground
Children cry in terror holding their bloody ears
No longer able of hearing sound
Bloodied and torn she tries to run
Battle rages and shots fill the air
Before her eyes people fall to the gun
Her world lost in the raging glare
Shell-shocked children shudder
As tears work their way down their dirty faces
Like the blood of their loved ones down the city gutter
This endless demise of troubled races
The sound of death reigns overhead
Ten ton bombs fall onto streets of pain
Enemy machineguns spit out led
And bullet shells fall like golden rain...
a tad gloomy...
Warblind
A young girl cries in fear
In a city shattered and battle torn
Her ash stained face streaked with tears
With a baby in her arms newly born
In her heart the last vestige of hope dies
Her mother and father lay dead
Siblings still in bed no longer breathing
Ripped apart by bullet head
The smoke covered sky glows red
As houses burn to the ground
Children cry in terror holding their bloody ears
No longer able of hearing sound
Bloodied and torn she tries to run
Battle rages and shots fill the air
Before her eyes people fall to the gun
Her world lost in the raging glare
Shell-shocked children shudder
As tears work their way down their dirty faces
Like the blood of their loved ones down the city gutter
This endless demise of troubled races
The sound of death reigns overhead
Ten ton bombs fall onto streets of pain
Enemy machineguns spit out led
And bullet shells fall like golden rain...
a tad gloomy...
