(dedicated to people who need peace and love)
feel so smart
feel so strong
feel so divine
so much hatred
so much dislike
so much revenge
much envy
much greed
much jealousy
think so short
think so strict
think so small
so many tricks
so many enemies
so many strategies
many tears
many victims
many wounds
need battles quickly
need battles eagerly
need battles tremendously
battles for zero
battles for useless
battles for nothing
for fear
for suffer
for vicious
act to repair
act to revive
act to rebuild
to unkind groups
to unknown friends
to unvoiced communities
unkind works
unknown hopes
unvoiced freedom
you are the pain
you are machines
you have no brain
you spread chaos
you spread neurosis
you spread insomnia
you give daydreams
you give nightmares
you give broken hearts
you, who have no luck
do you still want to burn
those crazy wars?
you, who have no future
do you still want to provoke
those cursed wars?
you, who have no love
do you still want to continue
those stupid wars?
no longer
we trust you
you are slaves of arrogant
no longer
we need you
you are slaves of rudeness
no longer
we believe you
you are slaves of chauvinism
you are
the real slaves
of anger, danger and Lucifer
(inspired by wars in everywhere, whenever)
Wow. This is so impactful on the reader. Format makes for easy reading and that at a quick pace. Love the simplicity and how dramatic it is.
wow, the voice is perfect. calm at first, yet stating exactly what has been (or is or will be) happening in society. i love the end the most because of the fact that you said that we are all the bringers of these wars, not anyone else. and what do we have to justificate any of these? just plain need for wars and such. excellent.
WELL, YOU COVERED ALL THE 'BASES' OF WHAT IS PRESENTLY (PAST, NOT EXCLUDED) SO APPARENT AROUND THE GLOBE. Your poem starts my mind questioning people and their motives. What separates man from fellow humans? What fills him with a sense of superiority? What justifications are created/have been created to prey on others? How do we justify ignoring the needs of others, ad infinitum? Oh, and, of course, due to our human indifference, our world seems to be nearing its end. All creatures are precious and unique. We're all related and go back to the beginning of life, yet we separate and persecute our fellow man and eat the flesh of beautiful critters. We love to strut and define ourselves by wearing designer labels and bling-bling. Fashion rules us and we wear the same haircuts, shoes, purses, suits, and, yet, we say that we are individuals. We are all slaves, it seems, to ideas, beliefs created by man to keep us in a comfort zone of greed and wastefulness. Yes, I could ramble on and on, but I think I made my point...Love, kindness, understanding, sharing, caring are but a few of the most important things of life we should be concentrating on! Carol
Words that give food for thought. We can all be slaves to one thing or another. Thanks for sharing.
This poem, Slaves, could be a song. I just want to tell you some English words, with which you used the wrong version. In Slaves, near the beginning you use greedy; I think you meant greed. In one stanza you mention the wrong forms of the words: chaotic, neurotic and insomniac. Should be chaos, neurosis and insomnia. Since this is a simple poem, it would best be read aloud slowly with much feeling so it doesn't get that sing-song quality of some poems that rhyme. (This could be a song!) Were you trying to write a long poem of haikus? Maya Angelou, in my opinion, writes simple poems but when she reads them they sound like music. Kaye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are Slaves to our past, Great poem with meaning Ahmad.. Andrew 10