41) Middle East Bleeds
Middle East becomes the feast.And the prey that each hungry wants to eat.
It bleeds and screams,
Yet only the screens can feel its grief.
For the whole world is watching.
Towards its event, pays no caution.
While East is searching for an answer.
Among the bodies,
Amid the pain,
Behind the bars of torture,
It sends a gaze.
It just happens again and again.
You can see it in the orphan's eyes
That are filled with tears.
In the widows owes,
Crippled and those in need.
These destructive weapons,
Will they ever stop?
Those dark clouds,
Need magic to go.
Could the East ever freely breathe?
Without one sharing his bite,
Crossing his land and
Fighting his right.
Without shooting and
Taking away his life.
Why invasion and destruction
Is a must?
Who can ever make it shut?
Poetry by Amanda K
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Written on 2007-02-20 at 12:23
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