This is a poem/song that I wrote for my English Language and Lit Coursework. I hope you find it adequate. It is inspired by all the crap that has been going on with ISIS and Boko Haram and the Taliban. But it is also inspired by the inner conflicts that occur in our heads every day, every second. That really .... nothing changes.
***********************************************************************************************************Constant pain with no gain
Anger so severe, beware
Lives kidnapped for the whims of selfishness
Facing danger for the sake of selfish wishes
A call or knock sets off tears
Setting off their fears
Cries and pleas and protest get ignored
Politicians and monarchs all look bored
If only they had children out there fighting
Then they would understand the braying
Then they would understand the aching
Then they would understand the praying
But they have no idea
They’re as unfeeling as generals from the Great War era
Look at history
It’s the same old story
The poppy sprouts new
Mourning them, mourning me, mourning you
Blood drips to the ground of this real life Camlann
Sows the seeds into the lands of no man
The poppy’s petals becoming redder and redder
Wanting life to become kinder and better
The poisons keep on growing
The poppy’s hurting
Nature’s suffering
From what we are doing
Look at history
It’s the same old story
Since the world’s been turning
The fire’s been burning
We never learn
We always make a U-turn
We don’t try to calm it
We don’t try to fight it
The pattern we can’t defeat
We’re placed on repeat
This is no way we should be living
Look at history
It’s the same old story
Words lost long ago
Whisper in the wind as it wails
Words of spite and doubt, fear and dread
Get hammered in with nails
In our mind and head
It seems as though
Even though we see it everywhere
We no longer feel
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No Longer Innocent (Complete Album)
PoetryGothic Rose's sequel. More songs but some are a little more to the Dark Side this time