A
man on my TV
Told
me of atrocities
Quite
disturbingly
On
video to see
Though
way over the sea
So
far away from me
I
couldn’t help but be
Moved
by their pleas
People
on their knees
Or
simply trying to flee
From
their own countries
But
why must this be?
Can
you sense the breeze
Whispering
through the trees?
Beckoning
for us to seize
This
somber opportunity
To
change minds is the key
To
teach each one of us to see
That
we all deserve sweet liberty
To
live our lives happy and free
Being Poetically Pensive these days Eric....
ReplyDeleteI hope someday we will all be happy and free, but it seems like there is always somewhere that is less happy, less free... and it could shift here someday if you ask me.
ReplyDeleteQuite a thought provoking poem. :)
it is so hard to watch the news. sometimes I feel so helpless. except for prayer. I can always pray.
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