The genocide is there for all to see
Some survive, others flee
The havoc is great
The indifference greater
Where there were roads
There’s now a crater
Orphans screaming
Mothers weeping
No one can cope
They have lost all hope
But the greed for land
And absolute power
Makes the helpless
Shudder and cower…
Where is this headed
And will it ever end ?
It looks as if minds
Have gone around the bend..
Few listen, and do their share
And their hearts, souls
And pockets - do bare
Aid is given
To the stricken
But that is grabbed
And powerless are nabbed
It’s a grim scenario
And scary to see
Imagine if you can
That it’s happening to you or me…
Then you will wonder
When things are torn asunder
How days keep rolling on
And conscience has quit and gone…
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This has happened several times in the past and probably will happen again and again. There is fear in this poem. Nicely done
thank you - it is such a sad state of affairs that one cannot even hope , and it's so hard to cope
You are most welcome. It is a sad state of affairs but there is always hope until life leaves
A sad and haunting write of what is happening in front off our eyes, heartbreaking to watch any killing so visibly displayed, well written
it has been continuing down the ages - man's greed is immense, and the effects disastrous - but, the future seems quite bleak
Totally agree
it fills me with dismay every time i read about it / watch it on the news ; am glad at least in the middle east there seems to be some signs of conciliation
When the free press is not allowed into countries to report, you just know genocide is happening.
Sadly, the countries that should be shouting appear to be quiet.
and even where the press is allowed, they too are targeted and mercilessly killed..very sad indeed - and most of the leaders lack the guts to speak up against it
Yes absolutely .. sadly but oh so truly poemed .. I have a feeling these words were just dying to be set free and spoken out loud .. Neville
true - this has been preying on my mind - sometimes i feel guilty about having a truly good normal life, when there is so much suffering around; then thank God for all i have.
Safina, this is both lament and mirror...each line demanding we look closer, care deeper. You’ve captured humanity’s fracture with raw clarity and heart. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
it's a cry from my heart - and am glad it's being heard - thank you so much
You've really got up close and personal to the state of the world and humanity, haven't You ? Great write Nafisa.
yes, it touches me, and I feel helpless and sad that here i am cocooned safely while there is so much suffering going on in the world that i can do nothing about but lament..
thank you so much for the appreciation - have a good week ahead
Will try. You too.
So true Nafisa, maybe one day love and peace will come to all the world.
Andy
Amen to that from the depths of my heart - one can only hope despite what's going on...
Wealth and power are great bedfellows. We choose to call them divine or devil depending on circumstances
if they are used for the good of mankind, it's divine; but that is not what we see around, unfortunately - it's being sorely misused
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