Home > Creative Writing > Poetry
Created on: September 15, 2008
HEART OF COAL
Who are you?
It is said you have a reign...
You order a clean up fresh it in red paint.
A cried, a murmur heard in the distance.
Do you have feelings?
The marching passes by, but doesn't play...
One, two, three that's not it
It passes by a river of pain
The marching of sorrow
How many will it be today?
And... How many will be caught tomorrow by the cruel destiny?
You announce departure without arrival...
Inexistent escape... in an alley of fear.
Fight the enemy! The only escape!
Has been heard from one point to the other What a resolution!
Who is the enemy?
Hearts of coal...
Thoughts of One... but you are more than one.
Your reign has experts and magicians
Under veils they hide Wash their hands
Forgetting the stink ness of the impose law.
Oh! Heart of coal...
Your dark soul
Do you have forgiveness?
Have you heard the scream, the boy's cried in your dream?
Grievance without mercy...forgotten by revenge,
It was only OneNow they are many.
Empty brain, wrong choice day.
Innocents against innocents sway
Where does the reason and communion stand?
Isn't this revenge?
I saw you cry...do you want my pity
I won't invite you to my fairy story
Heart of coal...
Hard to scour
On the final day I will feel sorrow.
Learn more about this author, Cina De Moura F..
Click here to send this author comments or questions.
Below are the top articles rated and ranked by Helium members on:
Poetry: War in Iraq
by Daniel Hall
He Gave All
His whole life
He gave his all
Playing checkers
Or playing ball
To be the best
Was his goal
He always gave
His heart
by Tammy Winand
War Poem (Gulf War I)
And when the war ended
I shoved newspaper piles into
The bottom drawer, hidden
Like so much garbage.
Muted
by Audrey Brown
I spent many nights wondering...
A mother knowing that her son is a world away, but...
is he safe?
is he in battle?
is he dead?
I
Somewhere beyond the horizon,
Past where my eyes can see.
There are soldiers fighting.
They are trying to protect me.
They are
by Elin Brawley
From across an ocean,
The danger doesn't seem so real.
But, when I know he is in the middle of it,
My stomach sinks to the
View All Articles on: Poetry: War in Iraq
Featured Partner
The Center for Responsive Politics (Open Secrets)
The Center for Responsive Politics (CRP) is the nation's premier research group tracking money in US politics and its effect on elections and public policy. Founded in 1983, the nonpartisan, nonprofit Center aims to create a more edu...more