Blood in History

Blood in History

A Poem by Mika =^-^=

I once heard a sad story
about innocent blood being shed
so much cruelty and violence
got me thinking about the past.

A history with so much hate,
so much ignorance, and fear
clouded too many hearts,
unable to see the truth,
that we are all the same.

A fear that only causes pain
lead to broken hearts,
too many has fallen
and stain the pages in books,
for the hatred of another,
innocence has to pay 
is that how we meant to live?

If only we open our hearts,
if only we open our minds
and see our differences,
why must we repeat
the cruelty of dictatorship?

Why do we have to take 
someone else's life
because we fear and
don't understand
what is unknown to us.

This unbreakable chain of events
we will keep repeating,
until we decide that no one
needs to fall at the hand
of an unmerciful fate.

Sometimes this world,
seems to have grown cold,
so much blood stain our hands,
unable to wash it off
it leaves a mark in our hearts.

If only we open our hearts,
if only we open our minds
to see our differences,
why must we repeat
the cruelty of dictatorship?

But I believe,
if we see the right and the wrong
and use our common sense,
we can join forces 
creating a better future
for the generation to come.

I believe,
as children our environment
leaves an impact and shape
who we will become,
but at the end of the day
we can decide to cut away
the cycle of hate and ignorance
if only we open our eyes,
if only  we open our minds,
to see our differences,
and see we are all the same.

© 2019 Mika =^-^=


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Well written piece. Well Done.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Mika =^-^=

5 Years Ago

thank you very much

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Mika =^-^=
Mika =^-^=

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