Walk into darkness...

June poetry twenty.

Walk in the darkness.. Some mini-poetry.

1- Yesterday man wish for nothing. Once wild and brave man walked toward death without fear. He caress the 30-30 and he told the night. F**k everything. He understand the wanted death and he knew. He saw empty spaces and worthless life. He understood. What was left for him? He didn't want to watch the world die.

2- Bleeding and wanting more. Once brave man had learn to love silence. Once he wanted to save his world and now he accepted the world as-is. He told the night. What will I leave for my grandchildren?  My father left me war and chaos and I leave the same for my grand children. Am I , my father's son?

3- F**k you to the fat and old republicans.  You did not show concern for 19 children and two teachers.  I pray we are listening. Time to vote the old b******s out. if we stay silence. We became part of the problem. Time for us to vote to save our children from the greed of the NRA.

4- Please remember Ukraine. The devil is dancing at midnight. if we forget Ukraine. Who shall be next? Time for the world to unit against war and violence. If we don't. What will we leave for our children?

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Am I my father's son?
why so much war?

Yes, our children are left with something we couldn't in a lifetime make extinct.
power in these words, Coyote.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jacob. I hope we learn. It is time for change.