Earthly Warriors

A deadly war for survival in spite of grace!

In this land where I reside,

Mighty dirt figures came to life.

Armed with shiny armors, they protect the strong.

Young and old, alike, sit around to stare.

Upon waiting for Destiny to arrive,

Men found their true fate being locked at sea.

 

As the darkness swept across sky,

Men strike men without bound,

Leaving gain unjustified.

The outcry remains for reprisal.

Sanctify the weak in place of the strong.

Endless games they play viciously.

 

Darwin’s law for survival is always at test.

Upon contradictions for the just and unjust,

Is it our faults the creator leaves us to shame?

Damnation to this land where it is ruined.

God gives us grace for his creatures to spare;

Be it at dark hours.

 

Reviews

[Orlando Murcia]

Very nice
I loved your poem
I really enjoyed it
It had a strong flow
and your words where
just awsome

Great job!

Orlando M