Genocide

Keep bringing your knife to a gun fight,
Your martyrdom lies in plain sight
They will use your babies to incite,
Calling those you love, shields.
But I see doves, soaring above the sky,
And what thievery yields: genocide.

Reviews

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Very good observation how are genocides created. Very clear words minimal form. Emotions in evoking scenery. I like it.

[Maxwell Ryder]

Euchid Eucrow, thank you for your instructive, inspirational comment.

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You welcome I always try to give writers or poet. Proper feed back. I checked more of you writing. But you don't get too much reviews too. I will give you more this afternoon. Have nice Monday.