A man no actually a creatur who dares God


Magna Charta (thunder strikes)

Magna Charta (thunder strikes)
Some where amidst the world
Being a place indescribable
Stood a creature more like a man. Naked.
It held a large book. It speaks all languages.
In addition all animals sound.
It face what it is not seeing
It spoke. In translation

Make peace my lord I am Kachara Seth
I am for the unsolicited beings of the world
We no, I seek the following relief
I want you, my lord to sign this Magna Charta (thunder strikes)
My lords leave us alone!
Inequity my lord is what you are doing
Some people rich some poor I call it unfairity
You allow some people to be born in Middle East
While some people in Europe
Why my lord? Everybody should be equal.
You have created the devil to inflict evil on there men
On the people you created in you own image you say
This world you have framed is not reality because
You create the priest you created the terrorist.
You allow people to go to hell, while some people to heaven
You know destiny of all man alone why?
That is why I say we want our freedom away from you
You don't allow people to know when the will die
Die some early in life while some late in life
My selfish you are. Let us worship
Who ever we want. You are jealous you say
It shows you do evil. All these is the reason
Why I have come.
We want to be free from your shackles
Now! Sign the Magna Charta I beseech you!

The power more than xmen's Jean
Came down on the creature.
It was struck to death by hot tycoon
Was flush by thunder
Was swallowed by the rain
Sun's heat froze him
Coldness greater than the North Pole's burn him to ashes





Poetry by kid
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Written on 2006-07-03 at 13:25

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Kathy Lockhart
thought provoking and full of great images.
kathy
2006-07-03


tony
such a moving piece. so much more of a statement, than a bit of poetry, in some senses...as if you mean to motivate, not just to simply describe...

though it seemed as if a word was missing here or there, or quite possibly, just could have exclamated certain points a bit more, your words were still great, they really accumulated something powerful. i was moved, i felt like i understood what you were trying to say...

the only contradiction i might bring before you, in the spirit of constructive criticism, is the fact God not only creates him and her, from this country and that, with this belief or that understanding...the human has such a significantly small influence on his being, that is true...but even so, he corrupts God's intentions, in the end...that is what i believe, and believe just as well, could be the answer to your writing's questions, presented here.

very good, i felt.
2006-07-03