Bringer of fire, bringer of death, master of pyre, master of breath. Flying to save us, flying to free. Yet nuclear winter, all we can see.
The metal bird, it comes for us, waiting to drop, her payload precious. Freedom it brings, order it takes, what are the odds, what are the stakes?
They preach freedom, but they lie. They say to save us, from all vice. But can they protect from harms touch, since they destroy others so much?
One big bomb, to defeat all, ancient warriors, massively fall. A thousand year practice, a thousand year war, or nuclear powers, what destroys more?
As it falls, we all run, the end of times, has now begun. Winter that starves, fire that burns, What will await us when the page turns?
No life remains, families perish. Is that the freedom you so cherish? Call us stupid, call us crazy, but we don't want vain democracy!
Bringer of fire, bringer of death, master of pyre, master of breath. Flying to save us, flying to free. Yet nuclear winter, all we can see.
________________________________________________ This poem was made for the poetry contest. It is about the expansionism of the west, and how it forces democracy on some other cultures, like the Chinese, who want order instead of democracy.
Her hair long and soft, April touches my hand. Please never stop touching Please never stop loving me, because I will never stop loving you. Now she comes closer, and whispers: Eerie place, how did we land up here? She is scared, but I bring her comfort Such is the embrace of lovers, such is happiness.
Exposed I stand, showing what's left of me, except none is left at all, I think. Saying to save me from madness, they speak.
They examine me, they look, testing my mind, my brain, my soul, they test. Green smoke, red flash, blinding white and...] The utmost brilliant state of mind: war.
Adrenaline rushing, running, fast, faster, slow... Careful, mines everywhere, stepping faulty would ruin my day. Boom, heat, light, fire, red blast! trees, blood, reed, rice patties, vietcong.
Quick, pull! Pull the trigger, endless ammo, bombs seem infinite. Firing, bullets rip the wall, ripping a soldier, his blood taints my hand, the battle taints my mind.
I stand, finding myself hit, straight in the shoulder, just a fleshwound. I seek cover for all those flying shells. Destruction everywhere around me.
There he takes one, little Jimmy, no longer than five foot three, the lead deathbringers pierce his so careful sought cover renederd useless.
I lose control, I can't see, because of the lead in my chest. One more time I am hit, I die. The game is finally over.
As I lay with comfort, on a feather filled matress, sleep grabs me unawares. I slowly greet repose.
Morpheus! Do me a little more! How I like it's sweet-sour savor! Lead to me the son of Nyx, bringer of sweet-tempered memories.
When I was a boy pure of heart, mother asked me with earnest voice: will you later be straight and true? Yes, mother! I will. Six winters I saw.
Morpheus! Do me a little more! How I like it's sweet-sour savor! Lead to me the son of Nyx, bringer of sweet-tempered memories.
I played with brother all day long, sometimes he asked me with cute eyes: will you be my brother for eternity? Yes, brother! I will. Six springs I saw.
Morpheus! Do me a little more! How I like it's sweet-sour savor! Lead to me the son of Nyx, bringer of sweet-tempered memories.
I played with legos from dawn to dusk. Father came to me, and asked with deep voice: What will you become? An engineer? Yes, yes! I will. Six summers I saw.
Morpheus! Do me a little more! How I like it's sweet-sour savor! Lead to me the son of Nyx, bringer of sweet-tempered memories.
When I was an engineer, smart and rich, As I strolled along my buildings, I thought: will there be any more than this? No, no! I presume. Eighty-seven autumns I saw.
Morpheus! Stop it, stop it! How I dislike the bitterness of the now! Keep away the son of Nyx, reminder of pains I now endure!
Childhood, three seasons of life, Winter, spring and summer! Childhood is such a short season, and all the rest is fall. __________________________________________________________________ Also originally posted by me for the Poetry contest. It won second prize
