Join the army
Choking smoke
Rolling thunder
The forgotten soldier
Still cries for his mother
Crouching still
with blood stench steaming
The forgotten soldier
Has lost all feeling.
Shocked eyes glance
From corpse strewn clay
Where wide eyed shattered
children lay
Time stands still
With no solid floor
He is reborn -
To face the eternal war.
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1: 00 am Prayer.
Oh Lord, before I close my eyes
On this troubled world,
Let me posses peace in my heart.
Make me witness such kindness and love,
So my eyes fill with tears of joy.
Turn fear, avarice, violence and racism,
Into a another past in time.
Deep int a new understanding.
Stop our brothers and sisters from
Dying in a dying war,
And raise hope for the hopeless.
Give peace to the troubled.
Let us remember that we are separated,
By fear, hate, poverty
And the politicians of a corrupt World.
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44th
I saw my generation
As a glowing sun.
My era and music.
A new start to my life
And death of the old.
Heroes appeared and I hoped
For peace and change
I believed in peace and change.
I was awed by my new leaders
And educated,
By Robert and Martin.
Them, destroyed by fear and ignorance,
Fought for change, but never saw it.
Murder by southern mad dogs.
But change came, not what I was looking for,
Or wanted.
Mans inhumanity to man,
Runaway progress.
No education learnt by past conflicts.
Wars tired me, racism tired me.
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Dying young.
Oh God, their young faces
Glowing with an unknown anticipation
On this day of their graduation
Very young and barely shaving
Always be the baby to mom,
This could be the rubber stamp
On their death certificates.
So young, they seem like children to me,
High school learning, books and friends,
To become killing, fields of fire and weapons.
The look of shock of the badly injured, the complete stillness
Of the dead.
What was his mother doing the moment he died?
We continue to send our flower of youth,
To the killing fields.
Sons, cousins and our friends.
God bless the peacemaker, God will call them his children.
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Something at the back of your mind.
If I had done something wonderful in my life
Or left a book with my name in print
Would that be my immortality?
Or is immortality a done deal
If you believe in Christ
Then where are the rules?
Kindness, love and an attitude
That would please Christ
Surely that is the answer?
Man interferes and proposes
A complete turn
Even if there has been murder
Theft or a lapse in the ten
Commandments
Be born again
What is that?
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The Luminous eye.
Television scares me.
It frightens me silly.
Our best known channels transmit
The worst of human disasters
Comets hurtling towards earth
Mega-quakes. Mega-tsunamis,
Tornadoes, and generally the
End of this earth.
Television stations seem to love this carnage
Mixed together with the atrocity of war and starvation
The fear factor reaches out
And startles us.
To add a touch of the macabre
We are told by experts unknown to most
When and where this will all happen
' The Rapture ', cry the tv believers
' You must be born again ', they reply
With a knowing grin.
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Totally confused.
Far below us there are salt mines
From ancient seas.
And fossils from millions of
Of years ago.
But yet I am told that they were put there
To confuse the evolutionists
There is Gods plan.
What plan is that I ask myself.
When millions of soldiers and non-combatants
Died in the two World wars, and a holocaust that decimated the jewish, old men, children and women.
People that died in terror.
Where was he?
Appearing at a time of disaster or war
Would it be wonderful
To see a great hope.
Can you imagine the media!
War is no more, diseases are controlled.
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