Cried a River of Tears Last Night
greed has no conscious
the heartless bastards
the hands of manicure nails
are stained evil and dirty
hiding safely in
massive mansions
with fancy cars
big boats
and private jets
keeping it material
too blind to keep it real
dark wide eyes
no more tears to cry
no water to wash their clothes
no water to wash their face
don’t really matter
no water
to make the soup
hunger in the belly
natural like breathing air
the price of water
a gallon of blood must spill
where children play
rapid fire
hand grenades
trip wire
and nuclear missile
killing life that just begun
suicide boomer
killing for a god with hate
don’t they know
God
teaches love
insanity
nauseating
horror and fear
take me and save the children
take me and free the innocent
take me and feed the hungry
take me and leave the animals be
take me and learn to love
. . . let peace reign
©Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria 07/27/14
The last stanza touched me so. Beautiful and powerful, my dear.
Thank you Celestine
Such an emotional piece…beautifully written 🙂
Thank you. I’m glad you like.
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Too sad, Kim. Sad because it’s true.
At least we can make our little corner of the world a better place.
That’s all we can do and hope it infects the rest ofbthe world.
Well said, and oh so true..
🙂
That’s a beautiful poem Kim. So full of feeling.
Painful that these words are actually a reality. Thanks for reading.
“You in your small corner
And I in mine”
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/j/b/jbushine.htm
Ah!! I found the comment. 🙂
So i see. 🙂