Kuro San

A village of uncertainty
Where life is as unsure as tomorrow
Building and streets have been battered
As the air and stream have turned bad

Echoes and cries are now silence
So that stillness have become strange and unusual
Arms are now woods and plastics
So that guilty children will become monsters

Death is everywhere here
It is their breakfast, lunch and supper
With Causes living in paradise
It is submitted that it is unfair

As new genes have been lost
The future will continue to be dark
With evil, hatred and conspiracy still thriving
In Kuro San this will never end.

Poetry by kid
Read 945 times
Written on 2008-10-31 at 15:11

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text

Kathy Lockhart
your heart is in each word. i feel the sadness and the deperastion. A very touching and moving text.