A Legacy Of Greed.

Red and yellow, Black or white
Colours now that don't seem right
Bones that glisten in the sun
Blood upon the sand
Death that lingers on each breath
Screams and tears go hand in hand
Hatred, anger, fright ,despair
Mix within the mid-day air
Like petals from some foreign world
They fall upon the ground
Small bodies now in corners curled
No longer make a sound
Abandoned weapons, tools of war
The dogs are free to feed
On this sham we call humanity
Mans legacy of greed.



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2006-12-18 at 12:50

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Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
The brutal reality that is so often ignored. A very well crafted write.
2006-12-21


Teala
There is so much truth in this poem-excellent, vivid imagery..great job!
2006-12-18


BlueyedSoul
You amaze me Graham, with this prophecy of mankind's past, present and most likely our continued future if we stay this path of hardened apathy.
great writing as always
blue
2006-12-18


Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
Excellent. May I include it in my collection of hells?
2006-12-18


Zoya Zaidi
man's legacy of greed!
Very aptly put dear Graham!
Missing you!
Where have you got lost dear friend?
It is lonely out here without you on the bay...
(((Hugs)))
Love, Zoya
2006-12-18


Kathy Lockhart
Graham, your images are frightening and so vividly exposed. I am in awe of your talent.
2006-12-18


Rob Graber
Stark vision--let's hope it's not prophetic of our collective future!
2006-12-18