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Refugee Camp.

Contributed by FRANCO on Monday, 19th November 2007 @ 03:18:15 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry




Columns of rising toxic smolder, desiccated toddlers
wide eyes gazing beyond fuming grayed skyline,
knowing not a reason for the booming explosions,
shattered homes and their bleak future.

In rags, they stand awaiting for a piece of bread and a place to rest,
contained by the coiled barbed hedges; querying within,
searching for an answer on every face they catch
a glimpse of, queries yet to be riposted.

Eyes that mutely cry yet loud, for weak hearts to rumble,
their words may fumble but not the hate that swell within infantile
consciousness, against power and power-mongers
like a lethal weed choking clean thoughts and tolerance to demise.

“The refugee camp” one may call, knowing little that,
camp, where hate and deception grow together
hand in hand under the watchful eyes
of so-called peacemakers.

Here love snatched from infancy, hate to feed upon,
can Good News and blood of scarifies prevail? One wonders.
-FRANCO-




Copyright © FRANCO ... [ 2007-11-19 15:18:15]
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Re: Refugee Camp. (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 19th November 2007 @ 03:27:17 PM AEST
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Wo , friend this is heart wrenching but great writing. Where may I ask did you see this?
Big huggs,
emy


Re: Refugee Camp. (User Rating: 1 )
by Honey56 on Tuesday, 20th November 2007 @ 05:14:39 AM AEST
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This is a very good post,sad but a excellent write..
Blessings..
Honey




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