By Emily on May 4, 2009
As my mother close’s her eye’s,
I cry out loud,
I’ll miss her so much,
Goodbye mum.
I think really hard about all of our memories,
I hope one day the war will finally be over.
I’ll miss her beautiful blue eyes,
Goodbye mum.
I know that someday mum will get me,
and save my life from a cruel person
i just know,
Goodbye mum.
Rating 4.33 [...]
Posted in Human Rights, In Loving Memory Poems, Poems & Stories, War Poems | Tagged Beautiful, cry, eyes, Life, memories, Mother, poem on war, war
By xabiep on November 20, 2008
ould you accept they shot to a pregnant woman?
Do you seem better that first she would give birth and then kill her?
It would seem to you compassionate that the jailer adopted the creature?
If it wins you love to justice do not read on, you have things to do.
Would you support that somebody denounced the situation [...]
Posted in Human Rights | Tagged blood, child, Children, Compass, Compassion, dennounce, Game, Human Rights, Injustice, Innocence, Job, love, Mob, night, Passion, people, Shout, sleep, Terror, Tree, woman
By David Pekrul on September 13, 2008
My head’s in the sand,
And my butt’s in the air,
I’m hiding from trouble,
Not saying a prayer.
I think no one sees me,
I’m far out of sight,
Now all’s back to normal,
And everything’s right.
If I can’t see hunger,
It doesn’t exist,
If nations are fighting,
I can’t see their fist.
I live in my darkness,
And all is so fine,
The world is not [...]
Posted in Human Rights, War Poems | Tagged Butt, dark, Darkness, Fist, Head In The Sand, Hunger, Out Of Sight, Prayer, Real World, world
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