"cruelity" poems
The gates of Hell opened wide.
Six million souls stepped inside.
Beaten. Shot. Starved to death.
The words of God still on their breath.
Screams of anguish.Cries of pain.
Abhorrent laughter of the insane.
Mother's beg.Their babies moan.
They smell charred flesh and smoldering bone.
Cords of bodies in a row.
Frozen corps in the snow.
Gas clouds creep across the floors.
Hinges creek on oven doors.
Idle boxcars sit on tracks.
Inside lie bodies, in gruesome stacks.
The S.S. soldiers earn there pay.
They stoke the furnaces nite and day.
To the insidious cruelity
Of a madmans hate.
Six million Jews met there fate.
Remember them! Remember well!
Those souls who entered
The gates of Hell.
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 9:09 AM UTC
The colour of my blood
And the colour of your blood
Ain't they just the same?,
Red.
The blood that runs in both our veins
Is the same colour, Red.
The colour of my skin
And the colour of your skin
Ain't they just the same?,
Black
Yes I am from the Equatorial
And maybe I am darker than you
Blacker than you.
Yes I am from the East,
the west, the north or the south of Africa
But still we all black.
You might be lighter
You might be blackish
But still we are Africans
We are Blacks.
When the Whites come to your countries
You call them tourists.
But when us Blacks come to you
You call us terrorists
You call us refugees.
We more than just squatters in your land,
But we come seeking a helping hand from a brother.
Why welcome outsiders
Yet you oust you own.
Why burn our shops?
Why burn our shacks?
Why let our souls weep?
Brothers and sisters of Africa
Why the violence?
Why the killings?
Why the brutality?
Why the cruelity?
What happened to humanity?
What happened to Ubuntu?
Violence has never solved a thing.
Will killing a man with 5 children and a wife back at
home,
Bring food to your table?
What will burning a man down to ashes bring you?
What will stoning a man to death bring you?
Can it pay your bills?
Can it bring food to your table?
Can it pay your your children's school fees?
Brothers and sisters of Africa
I plead with you
Our, Black nation
If we come together with mutual hearts and minds
We can bring back love and peace
We can fight poverty
Just stop the hate!
Our the violence!
Stop the killings!
It's enough!!
Say NO TO XENOPHOBIA.
# Treeweezy_d_poet ©2018
I am the voice of the voiceless.
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 9:17 AM UTC
Belt or boot,
U didn't care,
It would hurt,
But still you shoot..
I cried and tried,
To lift myself high..
But stumble and fall,
Prayed almighty,
That day save me..that's all.
I will blame,
Because there is no shame,
Pain had accumulate,
When u did humiliate.
Journey till twenty,
Harsh was reality
Full of cruelity.
No love no peace
Was torn piece by piece.
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 2:39 AM UTC
Dear son
you are so eager to come to planet earth
but this is too dangerous for you to survive
lots of war ,deaths ,hatred and blood shedding
all because of few pounds
dear son
I know you will fight to come to the planet
but I wish I could stop you young one
from coming to the cruelity of nature
but you have to cope with it for sure
dear son
I know you are too young to understand
bur the cruelity of life you have to withstand
fight like a worrior and be honoured like a soldier
I have seen many but courage is the only key to success
dear son
my clothes are in pieces
they talk for themselves
the tales I have been through
the road has been coarse and tough
but be strong like a soldier
dear son
the seasons have changed
without anything we managed
seasons comouflaged
dear son
my body is less immune
I lost my body parts as a result of local brew
I know you are a toddler its hard to understand
you will learn by your own mistakes
and understand of what am talking about son
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 3:51 PM UTC
Those tears I hold,
They've made me grow old
All those whispered thoughts I've yelled into the mirror. All those hidden scars, some how they can't be tamed
Settled down in the corner crying feeling ashamed. I live in an abyss of light... Crazy to think I'm alright. I've lost my sight and being okay I might...
But I've got something to say to that sweet boy If I may! I'm sorry I was the reason you no longer smile and I'm sorry I'm the reason you can no longer love. But what life has put up in front of me dug my grave long before we met! Do you remember that first day where smiled at me and said hey... I genuinely thought your smile was invincible so full of happiness and the way your eyes glowed it's like you were an angel on earth and your voice was so kind and delicate. You were a clown who joked around; I wish I knew how much you'd eventually mean to me! But I was too afraid to let my heart love but you weren't you loved me! You even loved all my flaws. The way your eyes sparkled at my sight made me insecure and the way you caved down at me made my heart melt. But something so great stood between us. A man I call my father and the god I no longer believed in! The torture and the abuse, the injustice and cruelity that I still face today... What kills me is that you saw a light in me no one else did. But what drowns me is the fact the I shut you down completely now you walk around like a dead man. Your eyes don't glow and your smile is fake what kind of monster am I? Oh that's right I'm Satan's angel and your devil. Forgive me will you sweet boy I wish I can go back in time and change everything
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 7:07 PM UTC
Life Isn't
Worth Living
Only For
Beauty And Power
No Difference
No Acceptance
Of The
Horrifying
Shackles
Hanged
On The
Ceilings
Is Our
Blood
Run On
Power
Of Money
Is It?
We Are
Like Machines
Only
To Work
Work And
Work
Until
We Die
With Lies
Of Society
That Turn
Love
Into
Greed
~Velocity Of Life~
~Paris Styron~
The Stars
Were
Preordained
Before
Even
Humans
Layed
Eyes
On Earth
Earth
Cried
When
Humans
Hit This
Planet
With
Cruelity
As We
Lived
Cruelity
Grew
Beyond
Many Worlds
Before
The Stars
Even
Moved
Or Aligned
In The
Sky
I Ask
Myself
Who
Are We
What Are
We
Why Are We
Here?
For Living
In Cells
In
The Frozen
Sky
Called
Home
Of Cruelity
I Would
Rather
Die
Than
Live
To See
The Stars
If That
Were
The Case
Unless
I Were
To Be
At Peace
For Eternity
~Paris Styron~
Was
There
Peace
Before
Humans
Were Created
When
The Stars
Were
Preordained
Before
Even We
Were
Here
~Paris Styron~
The
Stars
Aligned
In Tears
Of Sorrows
Even When
They
Were Young
Even
When They
Are
Cold
Shattered
Stones
In The
Space
Of
The Unknown
As Humans
Were
Created
They Cried
Let Cruelty
Die
While
Innocent
Live
But You
Can't
Save Them
All
~Paris Styron~
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
Blade up to my wrists
Note written on tear stained pages
Wanting to end it all
you can do it,
no one will care
Tears of pain run down my cheeks
my world finally crumbling down
I'm sorry
sister
brothers
mama
daddy
But I cant do this anymore.
NO!!!
DONT DO THIS!!!
Holding on to that last bit of Strength
I turned to the one person who I knew could help
Natan
My best friend through the ages
I text you
blade still to my wrist
tears still falling down
And even though your words were obvious
and even though I lashed out with cruelity
fighting you every step of the way
you didnt give up on me
you didnt back away
You saved me.
My Best friend through the ages.
I guess when you said
you would always be there
You werent joking
SO thank you
Thank you Nathan
For saving my life.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 12:53 PM UTC
There is a girl
who dreams a lot .
Love
Ambitions
Family and
Thoughts
simple yet critical
modern still typical
Rough and rage
Colourful than her age
But nobody can gauge
the darkness she beholds
she was just thirteen
her Innocence unmould.
My pen refuses to inscribe the cruelity.
I wish this could be my imagination not reality.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 11:21 PM UTC
one day I looked at people
I saw anger
expressions of frustration
as he pondered over the deeds of his son
how he had given his all
but he still turned out rebellious
one day I looked at people
I saw pain
she couldn't hide it away
memories of her little daughter
how she vanished into the cruelity of the world
how the world had used her,
abused her
mama's little girl
one day I looked at people
I saw guilt
people were guilty of oppressing
other people
people needed guidance
to be guided away from greed, hate
he needed his father's guidance
if he were to be a better man
one day I looked at people
I saw deception
lies, people telling other people
fabricating, conneiving convinicing
dragging them away from the truth
Ruth, couldn't stop
she believed every story they told her
men's promises
one day I looked at people
I saw hope
I saw him fall in love
it scared me
it didn't stop him
he lost his soul in her eyes
he didn't care about her past
he scrapped her rust
forgot all the stories of harsh conditions
she had been through
one day I looked at people
I saw confusion
fear of the unknown
fear to take a leap of faith
cause she wasn't sure he would understand her
so she told herself
she couldn't let another soul into her heart
not again
one day I looked at people
I saw
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 5:30 AM UTC