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Ronald D Lanor
Poems
Dec 2012
East of Eden
Shrouded by the shrapnel,
the delicious taste of hate
fuels the burning fire
that the greedy men create.
Sifting through the silt
clouded by the dust,
love becomes a legend
rotting old like rust.
If not for the power
then surely for the space,
land consumed like knowledge
nothing left in its place.
Distracted by the glory
of imposing harmony,
your conscious is left floating
at the bottom of the sea.
Bodies in the soil
as souls float up above,
what happened to the notion
the world was run by love?
Searching for the answer in
songs instead of violence
will teach the angry men
to listen in the silence.
Explosions in the distance
while you sit on your throne,
trying to build heaven
so you can call it home.
Overlooking reason,
big business is the key,
asserting all your dominance
despite the peopleβs plea.
Creating too much sadness
is also too much sorrow,
we must pray to see if
thereβs light left for tomorrow.
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Ronald D Lanor
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