Fields of RageA Poem by Beth LindsayOne voice cannot make a difference no matter how much try.Threats of war are constantly in store I hear it more and more and more Hatred slowly rising up My head screaming for it to stop I cannot defend what I know is true for narrow minded are all of you Hatred steadily rising up My head screaming for it to stop Prepare for battle now! to hold a gun, I will show you how Hatred rises up I head screams for it all to stop Here's your gun, use it well if you die, I'll see you in hell hatred bottled up My head screams for them to stop Fields of rage set the stage the lights goes out my heart screams and shouts "Enough's enough Don't pretend you're so tough this hatred consumes you all no matter how many will fall that man on the ground the one who dare not make a sound he has a family back at home now they are forced to grieve alone Please, this must come to an end As men, try and understand This hatred that you bore, completely unfounded, started the war Please, allow us to leave join the world and silently grieve" My heart torn in two as the bullet plunged through There is no place for my voice to be heard among such a blood thirsty herd who fight for what they don't understand Greed, vengeance, power, and land.
© 2015 Beth LindsayAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBeth LindsayNEAboutI am a college student, studying to become a writer. My desired career is in graphic novels, but I also enjoy writing short fiction and poetry. Aside from my writing ambition, I paint/draw, read, and .. more..Writing
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