The seed of hate
Sweet mother nature,
With it’s big green lungs.
Breathing our filth.
Where waters are deep,
the mistery of a ladies mirror.
Where the laws are unpredictable.
Where Love is a hurricane.
And death is certain.
On your knees.
For mother of mercy.
Where weapons destroy,
the sword of justice,
dignity,and precious love.
And grows hunger,death and cruelty.
A bullit without mercy.
Faster than the speed of sound.
Where death has no name.
And guns aim at a victim.
The killer unable to speak.
Where words die or vanish in a desperate mind.
Blinded by visions,blinded by the so called truth.
As we slowly burn our bridges.
Encouraged by leaders.
With trouble in mind.
With a black man’s burdon.
And our white man’s shame.
Why don’t we kill the hunger.
Isn't it a better target to aim at.
What'll justify our love,
to experience,peace and happiness.
We can still build it up,in times that are relative.
Where power for power,money and greed.
Still kills our humanity,and sowes the seed of hate.
Remember we're all humans.Living on a fragile earth.
J.S. 2006
With it’s big green lungs.
Breathing our filth.
Where waters are deep,
the mistery of a ladies mirror.
Where the laws are unpredictable.
Where Love is a hurricane.
And death is certain.
On your knees.
For mother of mercy.
Where weapons destroy,
the sword of justice,
dignity,and precious love.
And grows hunger,death and cruelty.
A bullit without mercy.
Faster than the speed of sound.
Where death has no name.
And guns aim at a victim.
The killer unable to speak.
Where words die or vanish in a desperate mind.
Blinded by visions,blinded by the so called truth.
As we slowly burn our bridges.
Encouraged by leaders.
With trouble in mind.
With a black man’s burdon.
And our white man’s shame.
Why don’t we kill the hunger.
Isn't it a better target to aim at.
What'll justify our love,
to experience,peace and happiness.
We can still build it up,in times that are relative.
Where power for power,money and greed.
Still kills our humanity,and sowes the seed of hate.
Remember we're all humans.Living on a fragile earth.
J.S. 2006
Reacties op dit gedicht
| m@rcel: | Zaterdag, mei 06, 2006 19:30 |
| heel mooi geschreven Jurgen geweldig mooi gedaan Liefs m@rcel |
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| MayadeBij*: | Zaterdag, mei 06, 2006 15:20 |
| Voor vandaag ben ik anti-wereld en alle mensen die erop vertoeven. (ja mag het? die paar manische dagen in het fucking jaar) hmmhaha - mooi geschreven - toch een kus. | |
| Augustijntje: | Zaterdag, mei 06, 2006 15:16 |
| I won''t ever forget that.. too bad so many people already have.. it would be nice if eveybody shared the same hunger for peace and love.. very well-written! x! |
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| kirstee: | Zaterdag, mei 06, 2006 15:02 |
| And that''s the way it is You really hit a nerve on me there, because you are So right. I love this poem.. With love, xx |
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| Auteur: cosmicdoom | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 mei 2006 | ||
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