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Song for the Fallen

Contributed by mysticmercury on Friday, 25th September 2009 @ 11:01:46 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

Walking by the Bloody River,
Touch the mud there,
Of blood, of sarcasm.
Have you heard of it,
Laughs made of blood?

When great battles are won,
Victors cry, for the fallen,
For the rival; if they are humans.
Yet, no victory, without morality,
Said the old man.
Did anyone cried for the Kalinagoes?
No. None,
Why would they?
They are the man eaters, the voodoo dolle’rs,
Beasts in human form.
Still, it was Liamuiaga,
An isle of their own,
No one invited you here!

Indeed they came,
With civilization,
Phony & vacant.
Their guns whispered,
To finish them all.
And, they did; with splendor,
At bloody point.

Liamuiaga, the fertile land
Changed into Sant Jago,
By the great Columbus.
Seeds of new world,
Turned into fruits of blood,
Here at Caribbean,
Blue, warm.

Some say,
Blood mingled for three days
In this dark River,
Dead bodies dumped,
By the place of god,
Ha! God, is there?

Copyright Â© mysticmercury ... [ 2009-09-25 11:01:46]
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Re: Song for the Fallen (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 30th October 2009 @ 05:54:53 AM AEST
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I appreciate what you've done here.

Exposing that the arrival of Europeans in the New Word, claiming to bring "civilization" in the name of god, was really nothing more than the briniging of colonialization, slavery, misery and genocide.

You're definitely right about it. There was no "god" involved in that sordid story of the complete destruction of an entire culture.

Great job.

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