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Mark Lecuona Jun 2017
Oh London
We weep for you again
Hatred upon your streets
The cancer over which we weep

Oh London
Is it so the next life to be lost
Is less than the virtue inviolate
We preserve no matter the cost

Oh London
Is it so the fears we harbor
Are less than the courage
Of the martyrdom of the free

Oh London
Is it so we walk the streets
With carefree gait and whistle
While evil threatens our peace

Oh London
Is it so we must forever believe
In faith and innocence first
No matter the life we grieve

Oh London
Never surrender
The final refuge of civilization
Rests upon your ****** crown
Mane Omsy Jun 2017
Guess the revelation didn't hit a great impact
The magic from studios and stages has lacked
Where else do these maniacs set a comeback?
Grieving minds, screaming throats, reality *****
Some live in dream world lurking from poverty
Some live in nightmares lusting for majesty
The floor bubbling out molten lava, real fiery
Man I tried crossing the mine-land boundary

Huge words cut slow, so thin sharp ones
Harsh titles are awarded to the wrong ones
So may be they're trying hard for ascensions
Bothered about being on the other side once
They might hold the flag, lift it high with pride
Furious in incursions they blindly decide
But the universal truth, every lies will collide
Sam, you've let vendettas root deep inside
Most of the times when we open the news now-a-days we see violent decisions made by strongest countries against terrorism.. but first the root they are watering from behind must be revealed to the true people. They create the extremists and provide the elements to heat up the situations.  They invade countries and try to steal their provisions and natural oil lands. Everything should be raised in high voice and must be unzipped infront of the tricked people. Everyone should realize why peace couldn't be a more effective remedy unless these rulers are being removed from the leaderships.Peace
Negative light in the dark
Like a dog's tail chase
Trying to delete every trace
Of a world dipped in blood

     Can't remove Cain's Mark 
Design on each face
Embedded in each race
And what is in the blood.
©2017 Daniel Irwin Tucker

Doctor,  Doctor
We need your help!
Our vital organs
Are in a
State of atrophy
And our arteries
Are hardening.
Help us to see the need
To receive your
Healing touch
And specialised
Blood transfusion!
cj May 2017
Hihintayin pa ba natin
Na ang langit ay matakpan ng mga kulay abo na alapaap
Na pinaghalong mga usok ng bomba
At mga ulap na nagdadala ng mabigat na bagyo?

Hihitayin pa ba natin
Na mawala ang buhay ng isang inosenteng sibilyan
Sa ngalan ng isang lalake sa kataas-taasan ng kalawakan
Na hindi naman natin tiyak kung tayo ba’y binabantayan pa?

Hihintayin pa ba natin
Ang pag-hiyaw ng milyong-milyong mga mamayanan
Ang hiyaw na nagdadala ng kanilang takot
Na tila ba’y parang kampana ng simbahan
Pinipilit tayong tumayo at bumangon na

Hihitayin pa ba natin
Ang pagmamakaawa ng isang burgis na artista
Na ang tingin lang sa atin ay mga tseke at barya?

Hihintayin pa ba natin
Ang pag-tahimik sa atin ng mga lalakeng naka-itim
Sumisigaw at nananakot
Sa ngalan ng maitim na propaganda?

O hihintayin na lang natin
Na gawing tayong manhid
Sa bilang ng tatlo
Habang tayo’y tinututukan ng kailbre kwarenta y kwatro?
a little piece i made just to reflect what is happening in marawi and the world.
Paul Butters May 2017
Soldiers of Peace march on
Have no enemies
Just hearts and souls to win over.
See no divisions
Between race or creed
Or whatever.

Engage with people.
Listen and understand
Where they are coming from.

Unite us all:
The human race –
Life Forms everyone.

Have that discipline
Of the best army
In the world
But channel everything
Into peace
And Love.

Stand together
For The Common Good.

Paul Butters
With thoughts of Manchester, Paris, 9\11.........
Shruti Gauba May 2017
Does anyone hear to the prayers that escape their lifeless lips,
from hearts that have stopped beating after the deathly apocalypse?

Or lend an ear to the muted screams of those kids shot down with guns,
or to the roar of all the houses blown up with bombs and cannons?

Or just listen to muffled cries or look at eyes clouded with tears,
or think of the motherless child and the terror his heart bears?

But all the noise is just unheard, and what do they even they cry for?
because we believe that everything is fair; in love and in the war.
Just to spread the message: Terrorism is a big thing to be just ignored.  War is real, and it goes beyond the numerical values of the amount of people that have died or the buildings that have been shattered. The trauma and the terror of it resides in the heart of each innocent person who lost a home, lost a loved one or lost their own life just to a meaningless battle between two clans or countries. Their lives are changed forever, and they try to seek help and talk to us about it. It's time that we hear to them.
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