By Nylah Champion, RED
This is copyrighted 2016
This is my first publication so enjoy.
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Red the color of blood
the color of life
the color of love
The color of death in itself.
Death ruled by no man
On its own clock
A clock
Tick tock.
Red the color of new live
New life leads to death
Death rules all man
Death is red.
Man kind - evil
Forces death's hand
But death still rules all
Still blood is shed.
Red still spreds
Covers the earth like sand
Death, death by man's hands
Abortoin from land to land.
Tick tock
Tic tock
Goes the clock
The seconds go by
With no second thought.
The next might be your last.
Killing is wrong
No matter by whose hand
Death rules all.
Tick tock
And who will stop them?
The murderers
The rapists
The terrorists
And bombers
All of these unruly faces
Who will stop the pattern?
Who will help brake the clock?
Have we not sat and wached long enough?
Who will weep for the dead?
Who will reconize their sacrifices for life?
When others so easily ignore their dept?
The song of life
How it sings so sweet
Yet ends just as swift
Some where a mother dies
A child cries
A new born dies
Yet no one trys
To save these lives
That slip through
Our sights who were
Sacrificed
Every second someone dies
Sill yet no one trys
to save these lifes.
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
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THIS IS THE POEM PART 1. THERE IS MORE... If you are intrested in knowing...
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Humanity's Sins
RandomA poem of the depths we choose to ignore. The dept we no longer pay. A poem about idleness and selfishness. I will post more if there is more interest.
