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Joe Cole Sep 2015
From Americas rocky mountain tops
To the Himalayan snow capped peaks
These are the things of nature
That all of us should keep

Australias barren outback
Englands green and pleasant hills
Nature free for all mankind
Who seek her gentle thrills

From the Amazon tropic forests
To the arctics icy wastes
Things of natural beauty
When traveled at natures pace

The azure blue seas of the Pacific isles
Cruel dark seas of the southern cape
Placed there by natures hand
To be respected without hate

Drab plumage of the desert vulture
Bright birds of Paradise
Birds of every colour
Birds of every size

Scorpions of the desert sands
And the grey atlantic seals
Both there for a reason
As only nature can reveal

Think about the lion
The African king of beasts
The soft eyed Chinese panda
That our children find so cute

Mountain tops and hidden valleys
Vast lakes and rolling seas
All put there by natures hand
But not to be abused

Animals, reptiles, birds
Put there for me and you
They should be studied in the wild
Not trapped inside a zoo

We cannot alter history
Or repair the damage we have caused
But we can stop the mass destruction
Of the world that's mine and yours...


*Also around the world in fourty lines
We read so many poems here about man's abuse of this once beautiful earth. My poem The Way It Should Be really is the way it should be
Joe Cole Sep 2015
When I wrote Tranquility and listened to the breaking waves
I never stopped to think of those who hear the breaking waves
In the search of freedom from tyranny
I wrote Normandy D Day 6th of June
But never once while walking the beaches
Did I think of the hell those young men faced
Creativity was penned in twenty minutes
And written on my mobile phone
While sitting in my tent during a thunderstorm
But you are all equally creative
I was sat gazing at the rising moon
Thinking of a special person so many miles away
And imagination just took over
And then I took a long hard look at the world as we now know it
HOPE
Yes hope was the result
For Sarah Ahmed..Thepoet
Joe Cole Aug 2015
Before she left to work
He promised her that she'd come home to a
Meal to remember
She got home after a long hard day
Excitement running through her veins
And he placed a plate of beans on toast in front of her
Meal to remember she said with raised eyebrows
Honey, I spent 15 minutes trying to light the gas oven
There must be something wrong with it
Babe she said, I'm not surprised
It's an electric cooker
Joe Cole Aug 2015
I've pretended for far to long now
But when my grey white hair falls like snow upon my shoulders
And even in summer I feel the ache in my joints
I have to finally accept that I'm old

Yes, I've seen the bad sad times
And lived the good
In equal measure
Lived the high life with money to spend
Experienced visiting food banks
To keep my family fed

But now in the twilight of my years
I'm neither rich nor poor in monetary wealth
Just about comfortable

But in my words and yours
I have far more than financial worth
I have friends in words
Burned forever into ether of space
Words of love, sometimes words of scorn
But still words
And in my scrambled mind words are beautiful

Continue to write dear friends
This is the absolute truth

Addendum
Some of us put ourselves through things that would destroy a human body by the time we reach forty, the problem is that in our minds we are still 25/30 and can still do the things we did then. A week ago I was wrestling 150 pound paving slabs, something I would have found easy 20 years ago but now at 70 age has taken over
Joe Cole Aug 2015
Do You Hear The People Sing

Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of the people
Who will not be slaves again
When the beating of your heart
Echos the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes

*The opening verse from the greatest song from Les Mis, a song so full of emotion and passion that it can make the hairs on your arms stand up or bring a tear to your eye. If you've never heard it then find it on YouTube
Joe Cole Aug 2015
Mangled flesh and shattered bone
The remains of what was once a man
I knew not where he came from, never knew his name
Once a fit young soldier
Now just mangled raw remains
Does it really matter?
Just another families shattered dreams
Another family berieved
Casualty of war, just a name upon a page
Will the generals care about just another grave
Well we gathered up the pieces
About ten pounds of raw red meat
Put sand inside the casket
To help make up the weight
They'll tell you your son died a hero's death
As all our young men do
In truth his limbs were trembling
As the mine he stepped on blew
Oh yes he died for glory on that fateful day
In truth he died for nothing
Just another name on another wooden cross
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