Man

By taking life what do we gain rendering us all one has owned Do we inherit sorrowed pain for our own failure to have grown

             

Many men awed by another

have then sought out their fellows land

Man shall turn brother on brother

to steal of him his woman's hand

 

How do we claim the virtue love

yet pray to our war in the same

We speak of peace from up above

then kill each other in his name

 

By taking life what do we gain

rendering all someone may own

Do we inherit sorrowed pain

for our own failure to have grown

 

I see good men, both meek and mild

but those who kill so needlessly

Take life of someone’s loving child

depleting all humanity

 

What will they say when we're no more

beware those who kill their own kind

We will become what all deplore

until only the wind you'll find

 

Author's Note

A simple note to mark the passing of the human race. If we continue to mortgage our children's futures, someday we will be a footnote to history.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Your words are true. The eye for a eye world will leave us all dead. Time for young nations to allow the old countries to solve their problems. I pray for peace so all children of this world will have a fair change. A excellent poem. Last line won't be far away if we wait too long to seek peace.
Coyote

[Dinesh Sairam]

"How do we claim the virtue love
yet pray to our war in the same"

I did enjoy this. But I have to say, you are better writing optimistic and nostalgic pieces. I don't say I agree with your point, just that positivity is your thing :D

Keep writing.