Spoken Word & Freestyle:

[Sealiah]

The following poem was based on war, unsurprisingly. Have a good read.

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I who have seen
So very much,
Violence and hate
Void of love's touch -
I cry for the souls
Haunted by fear,
I reach for their hands
They don't know I'm here.

So I tell this sad tale
Of those who have died.
The price they have paid
The families who've cried.

Their eyes are so dark
So filled with their rage,
Nothing can stop it
Their body's a cage.
They struggle to kill
That which they see -
The cause of all horror
Their worst enemy.

So I tell this sad tale
Of souls with no love -
Their eyes on the ground
But not up above.

They kill without mercy
No thought for the lives,
No care for the mothers
And daughters who've cried.
Hear me I beg of you
This madness must cease!
Without love there's no difference
Between man and his beast.

[MsJacquiiC]

hmmm - very nice write SEALIAH - Awesome flow/rhythm in your words - I do really agree that the world could sooooo benefit from having a bit of love - Seems everytime I turn the telly on - it's newsflash: "what's-his name was just brutally murdured and the search is on for the cannibal that ate his flesh..." well not exactly - but you get the point.

The Following Text Is Quoted:

Without love there's no difference
Between man and his beast.

Nice ending - wrapped up very well and so true. Though I must confess, it did make me wonder if I am a beast. Nice that poetry can do that!

Thanx for the sharing - I look forward to more of your poetry

Jacquii.

[erikestabrook]

this wasn't bad, you won't get an apology from me in a million yaers, but i do like this one better

[PaintedDiary]

The Following Text Is Quoted:

Originally Posted by Sealiah

The following poem was based on war, unsurprisingly. Have a good read.

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Without love there's no difference
Between man and his beast.

Dear Sealiah,

This was quite a read indeed! The rhyme, meter, theme, and that element of keeping the audiences' attention are all present. Yes, in these times of the beast, sorrow beckons to be replaced with communication to start off, at the very least. The love is already there, some choose to ignore, and find it easier to join the devil's marching band. Great write! Take Care.

Painted