Sunday, April 8, 2012

Jingle Poetry at Olive Garden~Poetry-Picnic-Week-30-Doubts-Fears~ Why Growing Fears are Bringing Tears ~

Why Growing Fears are Bringing Tears 
Falling tears
Now streaming down the pale cheeks, 
Now drying the lashes – 
Seeming shocked spears; 
Laughter and smiles 
Suddenly stopping for miles 
Just sounds of sirens and screams- 
Shattered are the dreams; 
What life is to be? 
To be or not to  be? 
Murder most foul in Kingdoms 
Or in my very own country- 
Flee Flee Flee Homo Fugee- 
OH Dear I am a Born Refugee 
Where do I take refuge 
with blasts occurring so huge 
Bloody bodies scattering like sedge

Far and wide from edge to edge 
And I with growing fears 
Of what will be the end of Years? 
War terror killing is All One hears; 
Who are they?  The Taliban? 
What people what religion what clan? 
Growing Fears for Our Children 
Families and Brethren 
We want Peace Love Life not Tears 
Peace like the Greeks, Peace o
f Holy Life 

No road blocks curfews blackouts and bans- 
Oh Lord Illumine brightly what is deep and dark 
Forgive us and save us from this 
Hideous ruin rummage Abyss 
Bring calm to my growing fears 
All is not Lost we can still stop 
The warfare-  with talk justice and prayer.


  1. Hopefully one day, man will live with fellow man in peace.

    Sometimes I think adults are more like children than children and this is when adults are dangerous. One day we will grow up...

    Anna :o]

  2. Thank You blackswanpoetry and hyperCRYPTICal- Indeed we will be mature in mind manners and language, one day-