One, two, three, four. Do we begin again?

Are we in the maze? Are we lost? Do we want to be found?

One, two, three, four. Do we begin again?

1- Did I find you? Or did you entrapped me?

Am I the captive or the guard?

One, two, three, four. Did we dance?

Prey or predator, we can be.

Who enticed me into your hellish world?

2- Piece by piece, damn government steal our minds and our souls.

Once we had voices, now we have, only a whisper.

One, two, three, four. Do I lead? Do you lead me, in the dance of bullshit?

I went to war and no-one won.

Now the Devils are whispering in Washington D.C, more blood, more guns.

I pray my grandchildren had listen to me.

Please my child, soldiers fight for a forgetful government.

3- We will masquerade as many people.

We will dance to the song of dangerous men and

we shall learn. Love and kindness is the way to peace.

The liars will tempt us and drown us in the blood song.

Who is the enemy?

One, two, three, four. Will we be the cattle walking to death without a thoughts?

Or will we stand for peace and not accept the hateful voices?

We must decide.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

I thought Trump incited hate and violence and I’m sad the police force in some incidents have been racially violent and gun happy. The use of guns doesn’t help America’s cause at all. Guns should be for the armed forces and the police. Won’t change in our life time. Good writing John.

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too Andrew. I agree. Last election. Same pro-gun won. Maybe someday? Thank you for reading and the comment.

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

"One, two, three, four. Will we be the cattle walking to death without a thoughts?
Or will we stand for peace and not accept the hateful voices?
We must decide."

It is a important message. Are we gonna stay quiet and listen to them who speak with hate and only money in their thoughts or are we gonna do something? Were has our voice, our free spirit and mind gone? If we only stand together and say; 'That's enough! No more hate!'.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Sarah. I pray one day. War can become myth and tale. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[AYVID N]

The anxiety and despair is felt so deeply in your words. While I see little hope for the world presently I pray there be change for the sake of our children. I so appreciate your concerns always, dear Coyote. Your pen moves me always.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya. I worry for our world. So many places are struggling my dear friend.

[AYVID N]

You are welcome my friend.
Have a nice weekend. 🙋‍♀️

[Neville]

I sincerely hope these words are visited by hundreds more who stop and read them carefully .. Give peace a chance, for heavens sake ...................... much respect Coyote and I got that back of yours covered my friend .. N

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Neville for reading and the comment. I haven't hear the word peace, in a long time.

[willweb]

I could feel the desperation in your words and I say desperation because I am not sure what else would fit. It is a desire, a longing for peace, for love, for caring and kindness. The world needs more of these things to save herself. Great poem my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Will. I worry for my world. Mad men running our world. What men do. "Soviet Union destroyed the fourth biggest lake in the world".
I learn this today. I pray for common sense. My grandfather had a great saying. "Common sense isn't common, no more."

[willweb]

Your grandfather was a smart man.

[Coyote Poetry]

He was Will.

[Ciara]

So many important questions and statements. Your voice is strong and your heart is broken

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Ciara for reading and the comment. My heart-broken heart make me go forward. We must lead with concern and kindness. I pray one day dear poet. We can live in a world where war and violence is myth and tale.

[Ciara]

This is what we should strive for. I hope for the same 🖤

[Soren]

Coyote this beat of one two three four and the way the poem was broken into pieces left me hearing a "ghost dance", which when last danced left government forces nervous and led to a massacre of peaceful native Americans gathered under a flag of truce. I can hear the beat Coyote. Peace needs to come from both sides.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Soren. Two raise fists cannot know peace. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[keith]

another heart felt write my friend
those that have not killed will never understand it
those that have dont wish it on anyone
if only it were true

the meek will inherit nothing but be the first casualties

the evils dont care
dont care about you or me

im sorry friend the posters lie
flowers do not stop bullets
bullets stop bullets

you of all should fully understand
how many words has this country broken with the indigenous
how many words have the nations of our world broken with the indigenous

how many babies died
how many women and children have been slaughtered
how many

not as many were it not for warriors that do what they can to protect all
warriors that have become walking dead for what they have done

after almost 50 years of carrying the scars of war i have begun to have restful sleep
i think it is a trick nothing more than preparing me to die

i would never stand between another and peace

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too my friend. I am just watching my children, my grandchildren. Fighting wars for people, who have no concern for them. Thank you Keith for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.