Stark!

Stark extending into the distance

to those whose fingers

clenched it in forlorn desperation

the fence the barrier

to an existence with such brutality

an endless living misery

imprisoned within their homeland

any hope of freedom banned!

 

Children growing up with real hate

watching their people die

the only weapons stones and faith

ever waiting for justice

as the world viewed the brutality

seemingly unable to stop

the genocide escalating within

their plight a hidden sin!

 

From behind the fence blank faces

observed their persecutors

with steely determination and fire

never to submit or surrender

of their rightful country nor culture

to any corrupt oppressors

proud to stand up to be counted

no matter the threats mounted!

 

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Gods!

The land was harsh as the people fought

to establish a homeland

somewhere they could raise their families

in a landscape so barren

where the weather was so distressing

the civilisations will suppressing!

 

From the skies lightning and objects fell

the people afraid by Gods hand

were being punished for not praying

or showing enough humility

open to the elements they struggled to live

hoped someday God would forgive!

 

Giant beasts rose from the sea attacking them

and from the fiery land they came

millions died armies came from the stars

the multitude thought them gods

come to carry out their retribution on the meek

retaliation upon their cruelty did seek!

 

Were tiring of the mass slaughter fought back

realising maybe these were devils

not angels of their Lord as blood ran like rivers

tribes were formed with armies

that protected their own some were strong

and more earthly powers did long!

 

Soon there were areas of poor who did not grow

more suited to being servants

others were the masters who loved to lead

were stronger and looked different

created weapons that could destroy anything

with fear oppression did it bring!

 

So it remains the threat  upon a fragile Earth

as doubt grows on our origins of birth!

 

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Heroes!

Man is always engaged in some conflict

yet in nineteen forty-five

allied forces had taken the battle

to the enemy’s homeland

they with superior weapons to use

were on their way to lose!

 

Even then many heroes being created

often unexpected participants

in a bloody cruel devastating slaughter

with so much sadistic acts

upon the foe and too often their own

hatred there forever sown!

 

Often greatly outnumbered to the end

each held their ground

turning defeat into miraculous victory

sacrificing themselves

defending the honour of each comrade

mainly orders obeyed!

 

Through gallantry pride and circumstance

into history the heroes eternally advance!

 

The Foureyed Poet.