8 july 2012

Worlds Apart

The real world is different for those born within strife,
if they are lucky they may grow to become husband or wife,
but for many, boy soldiers is what they were forced to become,
only eleven years old, but still their burden is to carry a gun.

How many live long enough to know that there are other ways,
within another country they wouldn't have been made military slaves.
Are there men with the courage to stop all the rape and slaughter,
does no one there value the lives of their son and their daughter?

We live in one world though still can remain worlds apart,
some wracked by fear and anger, some blessed with a heart.
There are no quick fixes for those slaves of bomb and gun,
they can't change overnight, they can't call on their mum.

Whole generations are destroyed by such ravaging hate,
can we blame their parents, no, the wicked ways of the state,
conflicts started in some distant past can blight generations,
driven by the blind hate between tribes, faiths or nations...

The futures of so many children lost before they were born,
just when will some chance come for a peaceful new dawn?
Be it Africa, Asia, or the Middle East where they live,
they cannot do as they want, they cannot learn how to give.

Yes we live in one world, but will they ever know ours,
where we watch from a safe distance, news on 24 hours,
they cannot see our fair reality isn't some fairy tale,
their future ever measured in blood splattered gun hail...

United Nations talk while more bodies are found in the street,
murdered by armies of those that they would never once meet,
death by strangers that seek to spread bloody terror to all,
resistance ain't futile, but it must come from everyone's call...

Don't wait for those sick battles to kill ever more,
children and mothers abandoned to die by the score,
peace won't ever come while power rests with evil men,
those with greed that freezes their hearts once again.

Talk has been never been cheaper than when liars speak,
they will say what we want to hear, while killing the meek,
ruling by terror must now be condemned to the past,
along with the leaders that murder the rest of the cast...

©Rhumour
June 7th 2012


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TOUFIQ UL ALAM,  

Dear Sir, I really liked your poem. It exactly says what I wish to say to the whole world...... I mean why fighting ? This world is big enough for everyone in it to work hard and earn an honest living and live happily ..... why cause trouble to the others? THanks a lot sir. I wish your guidance helps those who loves fighting and looting what is precious to others.....

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Rhumour,  

My thanks for your comments Toufiq - it is hard to convince people who have only ever known conflict that we can live in peace - but peace is the one true hope for all our children. Best wishes, Dave

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Jose Vicente Mikael A. Regalado,  

hello sir, i really love your poem... very inspiring...

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Rhumour,  

Thank you Jose, I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment on this poem. :) Best wishes, Dave

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