Friday, December 13, 2013

time for poetry 11: "LEFT" AND "RIGHT"


“Left” and “right”

 

When “left” and “right” become more than directions.

Those in plight lose their affection.

No man left behind becomes an unbreakable creed.

Right and wrong becomes a herd of steeds.

 

Right angles form a square,

Leaving freedom confined in corners.

Delving into chaos,

The world loses its order.

 

The chair and noose become symbols of law and order.

Electric fences circle all the borders.

When the friends we left behind become our most bitter enemies.

Who’s right and who’s wrong turns to bloodiest of memories.

 

A world of sorrow

Brings a bloody tomorrow.

Enter your despair.

 

Remove the shackles that hold you.

Destroy the signals that control you.

End the eternal sadness and sorrow.

Live in a reflected tomorrow.

 

When “right” and “left” become more than directions.

Men on the left in naked affection.

Women on the right roped into baking.

Men cheating, lying and faking.

 

Directions become politics.

Men with breasts; women with dicks.

A bird with only one wing does nothing but cry.

Left and right wing together and the eagle flies.

Harmony without symphony is but a one man banned

Sacrifices lead to people being canned.

 

When “right” and “left” become more than directions.

Holocaust-like sorting and embargo reactions.

Countries at war led by crusades for peace.

Drowning in blood and human fleece.

 

Those left behind in senseless wars

The crimson oceans that cover the shores.

The best of friends turned bitter enemies.

The warmest of hearts turn cold and freeze.

You can’t solve war with a tilted kilt.

A man who refused to stand bears the same guilt.

 

When “right” is correct and “left” is wrong.

The world will drown in its pitiful song.

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