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prelude to the silence

tears over red tears
genocide blood floods like rain
mankind soon shall drown

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Structured: Eastern
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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...the horror in Palestine and Ukraine, as well as other parts of our world - currently and from our history. As the terror continues over and over, what say of our future?
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It is a human invention and for all the claims that we are more civilized than we used to be, it only seems that we've learned to be more impersonal when we kill by inventing ways to kill that don't require that you face your enemy. We can, now, wipe out thousands without knowing or caring what the consequences of that button push are. It's a sad commentary on humanity.

Thanx,
Steve

You are so right - I cannot imagine the mindset of individuals deciding that mass destruction and massacre of human lives is the answer for anything. I know nothing about the strategies and reasons for war. But we no longer are simply "at war." We are witnessing genocide around our world, again. Or perhaps, still. I am reminded of the poem First They Came, by Martin Niemoller which was written as a confession, of sorts, for being passive during the Nazi regime. I am just a simple poet, but I had to write something as I feel the need to send out compassion and love, and consider what our future may hold.
Thank you for reading, my friend.
L

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Hi Lavender, I wouldn't change a thing in your dark poem. You "hit the spot" like a murdering monster intent on war.
Ruby xx

Give and grow - let's raise our verses together. I'm happy to comment on your work and appreciate a comment on mine.

As you know, sometimes writing poetry hurts to the core, but you still need to write. I just don't know what to do with the feelings I have from writing this - truly lost. Prayers to all.
Thank you for reading.
Much love,
Lx

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I know the feelings...wounded by such horrendous news stories. One cannot help but feel the ravages deep in their soul....what I do is listen to soothing music and light a white candle and focus on the flame. Then release the positive energy into the air, to go where it will.

*hugs xxx Cat

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A beautiful ritual to connect with, and spread positive energy. I thank you for your tender thoughts. I've been following a few personal stories of Palestinian and Ukrainian families. Beyond horrific. Of course (like you, I'm sure) I feel the calling to write about it. There is a spiritual parallel when doing so, but there is also an aching sense of great loss. Those are the feelings that surface and stay with us, and even though we may write poetry about such things - those poems are never truly finished. There is only the loss. Much to accept about this life. It's no heaven, here. But I do understand and very much agree with your premise to spread positive energy. It ripples outward, and that is good. Thank you for your compassion and support.
Much love,
L

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oh, that terrible loss... all the tiny lights that go out...the voices that are forever lost, never to be heard again, leaving scar tissue and a deep longing...

*hugs & love, Cat

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Hi Lavender. It certainly does say a lot!
This line has me wondering about the second tears or is it tears? LOL Grrr English, gotta love it:
tears over red tears

Sometimes there is just to much to say so making it somehow condensed works. Especially with Japanese or Senryu.
Thanks! For what? It's never a disapointment reading your creations.
Mark

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Thank you for your generous remarks. That first line was supposed to reflect tears continually falling time after time, again and again from the consequence of war. I was hoping the red tears signified the death of so many, many innocents. I thought about changing this title. I originally was going to enter into the contest, but as it took shape, this poem really gutted me, and no longer feels quite right. My emotions are all over the place with this, especially as I watch the world.
Again, I appreciate your generosity!
L

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