The w***e bath

Sometime we must think and make wise decisions.

The w***e bath
 
 Large shining teeth.
Telling me the way to heaven.
 
 I will find my way to paradise by the gift to his christian cause.
 His teeth seem to shine brighter.
 
His mumbling of a thousand words.
Leave me feeling dirty.
 
I get a damp cloth and wipe away the words of a greedy man.
 
 
 The captain tells me.
" I own you. "
 
"You do what I say.
Even  to death.
I'm in-charge."
 
 I try to wander away.
 But he keeps speaking.
 
I feel dirty and go to the latrine.
I get a damp cloth.
 
Another w***e bath in a life where the words are eating away at my soul.
 
 I sit in a classroom.
 The instructor asked me?
 
If I was ordered to kill.
Would I?
 
I tell him I would kill him first.
But my words become weaker with each second the instructor speaks.
 
 He shower me with his blood song and I began to understand.
 
The sweat pours down my face and I go to the bathroom.
 
One more w***e bath for a man drowning in useless words.
Forced to accept for a few pennies.
 
Beliefs only a mercenary could believe.
 
  Maybe if I was a high paid w***e.
 
 I could live with the things I must do.
 
 But nothing as bad as a cheap w***e.
 
                     Coyote
 
 

Author's Note

Two Soldiers in Iraq were told no prisoners. They killed two Iraq men. Is this a excuse to kill or a man who did not use wisdom?

Reviews

[Dennis Shanaberg]

Wow.
I'm amazed at the skill used in this poem. The different levels of interpretation in it are reminiscent of some of the greatest classic poets. I see traces of Eliot and Dickinson in these lines, and that alone is impressive.
All of these different "w***e baths" are all tied together in their questions of morality, and it leaves the whole concept of it so mirky.
This appears to lie in the fact that neither the preacher, the teacher or the captain truly can see the truth. An amazing piece that I am happy to have the opportunity to have read.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dennis for reading and the comment. You honored me with your comment. No-one win in war.

[Blue tailed kite]

I sit in a classroom.
The instructor ask me?

If I was ordered to kill.
Would I?

I tell him I would kill him first.
But my words become weaker with each second the instructor speaks.

This is a piece of such an honest writing.... we sometimes do things we dont want to do when we are in a herd, but our conscience continues to gnaw at us... a very good poem

[BoSweets]

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[victoria]

wow this is really emotional and powerful.
i like how straight forward it is :)

[Dia-EchoingWind]

Wow great word choice,very strong intent to convey the piece. Great job

[aching.insomniac]

i enjoyed this. very raw. very direct.

[Vember Judgement]

This poem is really raw, full of emotion, I dig it

[Thomas]

Poor orders poorly followed.

Good poem though.

[Stephen Scaggs]

Dear Mr. Coyote,

Your words are as inspirational as ever: in every poem you have, you instill a bit of wisdom into me. Through your writings, you combine both art and truth. It is sad that there is not enough people reading your content, but even if this reaches on one ear that isn't deaf to change, it'll do good. And one good thing is better than none. I cannot really find ways to critique this work.

"His mumbling of a thousand words.
Leave me feeling dirty."

Out of all of this, this is my favorite verse. 9.5/10

[KL]

Very powerful words... all it takes is a smile to invite even the simplest. And isn't it strange how words can carry us so far (or so behind, in some cases)?

[poetic soul]

I sit in a classroom.
The instructor ask me?

If I was ordered to kill.
Would I?

I tell him I would kill him first.
But my words become weaker with each second the instructor speaks.

This was the best part of the poem...i loved the fact that it was so raw and so direct...yo portrayed the emotions and the story so very well.. it was fun reading it...
thanks for sharing...

:) Love,
Krishna