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a lullaby with drums

it will never put this child to sleep,

this war child,sang the cradlesong of war

by the combat beats of talking drums,

that gun slugs clatter and cause comotion,

and chaos,when tanks shoot,and blast

rebels,and gunmen,sing him to sleep
 

it will never put this child to sleep

the beating band of battles,and clash of cultures

where conflict is the content of that drum

o! it's pounding harder,like the hoof of a horse

its rising! and upsurging to more catastrophe

as the hands that beat it escalate in aggitation

— emeka ozurumba, Sep 29, 2008

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Region, Country: Nigeria , abuja

Favorite Poets: christopher okigbo, wole soyinka, gabriel okara , odiah ofeimun- john keats, p.b shelley

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Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 8 months ago

War song

Smiles:) Barbara here sleep seem to be death for the enemy may be off but this is really good poetry writing either way.
yenti

yenti

17 years 8 months ago

War Song

Well written and held the thought of war, I only wish that the truth be spoken on any two sides that fight then the silence will begin, and the real children will know sleep, Yours Ian.T
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easylife_2

17 years 8 months ago

Good write

The theme was very well expressed,maybe some little work on punctuation to make meaning clearer.Thank you.
whitetea

whitetea

17 years 8 months ago

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have you known a child who has gone through this? if you have what was it like meeting him or her? a term for something like this here in the united states is called shell shock where some men break down because they have adapted too well to the sounds of gunshots and modern war combat. it is sad, killing on a regular basis is not a fit way to live.
yenti

yenti

17 years 8 months ago

Shell Shock

Trauma--- Horrible that it is, we seem to live in an age of Trauma, Shell Shock call it by any other name, it is a terrible state to be in, luckily for me I have only seen it in One person in a combat Zone in Africa, you said in your reply that Men break down because they have adapted to well to the sounds of combat. Men with Shell shock are usually incapable of any form of combat, In the first (Great War what was Great about it) war they would took those poor guys out and shot them for cowardice, purley because their bodies had failed to function because the terror was to much for them. In the 1940'S they began to understand it a bit more, and some were lucky enough to be treated for it. In this modern age we see it in road accidents in earthquake zones and any place where the Trauma is to great for our mind to comprehend. I hope the poem was about the Child of War and not the children in the war. Hope you don't mind the long piece about the Shell shock it's that it was horrible for the parents of those soldiers back then to be told that their sometimes only son had been shot for Cowardice when it was not that at all. With best thoughts, Yours Ian.T (Yenti)