DAMN THEM ALL

DAMN THEM ALL Some people say, ‘Life is war’It could as well be the travailsThrough the thick forest of errorsDegenerated men created our warsAnd damned the consequences The restless child who saysThe mother should not sleepAnd cries all night for breast milkThe child too will not sleepDamn it, you know not labour pains To many, life is like a rat raceThey steal from public coffersStash away the loot in foreign banksCrazy baldheads and fat stomachsDamn all forms of corruption The struggle is my life, he saidTo free men from the sticky webWhich entangles and strangulatesThe child grows to become a manDamn all off-putting oppositions Of the wars we have foughtAnd the battles we have wonWho will say they lost nothingWar can not finish the multitudeExcept those that are damned Fear any form of religious extremismOr militants who carry arms to attackThey wreak havoc and terror in the landTo those who avoid negotiating tablesWhat else can I say? Damn them all

— t. reflexion, Aug 07, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Country/Region: NGA

Favorite Poets: Inspired by an article in an old manuscript , It reads:, AXIOMS OF PERFECTION, In the physical order – In the realization of the dream of beauty, In the moral order – In the realization of the dream of love, In the intellectual order – In the realization of dream of poetry, In the spiritual order – In the realization of the dream of the mystics

Critiques

Candlewitch

16 years 10 months ago

hello

my favorite lines: Fear any form of religious extremism Or militants who carry arms to attack They wreck havoc and terror in the land To those who avoid negotiating tables What else can I say? Damn them all and, believe me, I DO fear them! I have always feared them. I shudder to think of the damage they have caused. Thank you for this write. Always, Cat

t. reflexion

16 years 10 months ago

My appreciation...

For your encouraging comments and the time you stopped by to read my scribbles, thank you. Damn it, the world would be a better place if we mind our business and stop adding problems to other. We heat the system because we want to make a point or because we are so self centered, such that we can not see where we step on the toes of others. These clips in the poem are the prevailing situation here. What the poem attempts to present is that our own rights stop at the nose of the other. Best wishes, T.