More Please

Tired eyes

Waking from dreams of tidal peace

Swirling on gritty sands

Happy to know that wars increase

for freer farther lands

Freedom costs so much to get

and often more to keep

As takers take the price is met

We strain in bonds of greed

One short taste of sweet free joy

Will fester till it bursts

Finds a way, a simple ploy

To get to good from worst

Sometimes it's hard to waken

From dreams that feel like these

Hours through a working day

They never ever cease

And yet at colored sunsets

We sit in awe and hope

That people work together

To conquer greed and cope

Reviews

[I Am A Book]

Oliver Twist asked for more and they were like lolz no that was what i thought of in ur poem cos it was like called more please or something i didnt really read it cos i cant read cos if i do i faint or something idk

[Donald Meikle]

That is where the title came from. More? You want more!!!!?

[uNmAsKeD-dEluSiOns]

Your words, message and writing style all make this a really good piece and everything works really well together, inspiring too

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Your writing style brings it all together very nicely.

Will definitely read it again.

[Ruth]

Poignant, working together seems ever more unlikely at times...and yet, there is a shift, until the head of the pyramid is brought down, and power taken back by the people, wars will continue, makes me sick to the core x

[Corset]

Why would one be happy to know of wars increasing, yet there are those countries that despise the Americas though they send thousands and thousands of care packages across the world. I just its just not enough to feed the people you have to live like them too, a devil with a gift is still a devil. great write.