the land is bare, the men have gone to war
silence takes the greeting at the door
time and again in the past some have gone
here on these biers they were borne
so after the gun and the bullet
have made passed their message of death
and the field are painted in crimson
all is still that roamed under the sun
the women dance the tune of sorrow
as they roam among the grave rows
the daughter and the mother
who shall console the other
are they not now the daughter and the widow
looking into the past from tomorrow’s window
this is for the women who have lost, sons, children, husbands and lovers to the evil which is WAR!
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are they not now the daughter and the widow
looking into the past from tomorrow’s window
I love this stanza.
and the field[s] are painted in crimson…
Still, very smooth…emotional. I think I’ll use this in one of my stories….with Ur permission of course…
Indeed they are the daughters and the widows, and they didn’t send their men to war. The pains of womanhood… Well done Bro.
@raymond yep i see it now FIELD[S]…you can use it of course, with attribution lolz..*wink* *wink*
@scopeman, and they are caught in the torrent of it all
Well done @ xikay,well done. Yeah, very true,we didn’t send them to war but we bear all the pains and stuffs that come along with war…
@posh…that’s right but what do you say of some women that goad their men to wage wars all because of egos? the wife of Gbagbo of Cote d’Ivoire and that of erstwhile Tunisian president..women warriors they are…
all the same, women need a break really
Nice one xikay
@mercy, thank big time…glad you liked it…
What can I say? Simply put, spectacular! Is dat simple? Sori, nice… VERY NICE!
You do a very good job with poetry man. I have come to know that now.
Well done!!!
Good job @xikay. You write well
@4ran6, thanks sire…me n u…. there
@lawal, thanks man…just trying that’s all
@lancaster, i’m happy you really do think that way about my work… thanks a lot bro.