Poem
Greetings friends,
Heres a short poem I wrote recently about America. I wrote it whilst listening to my favourite singer, Celine Dion. My poem is titled 'America - Land of Death'.
America - Land of Death
America
Death comes
Red, white, blue
The last colours I see
A bullet Enters
Lungs, leaking, air
I vomit, blood
Onto my shoe
The children, point
Goats, the goats
My precious goats
Who will care for Them
Darkness comes
Like a shadow, creeping
Why God, why
My legs, MY LEGS
Dedicated to all those killed by America's foreign policy.
James Lunch © 2006
Heres a short poem I wrote recently about America. I wrote it whilst listening to my favourite singer, Celine Dion. My poem is titled 'America - Land of Death'.
America - Land of Death
America
Death comes
Red, white, blue
The last colours I see
A bullet Enters
Lungs, leaking, air
I vomit, blood
Onto my shoe
The children, point
Goats, the goats
My precious goats
Who will care for Them
Darkness comes
Like a shadow, creeping
Why God, why
My legs, MY LEGS
Dedicated to all those killed by America's foreign policy.
James Lunch © 2006
1 Comments:
I LOVE IT. Truly a masterpiece of poetry.
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