Blood and wine.
Blood and wine.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Life teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the good things in our life.
Taking what we need from life and escaping like a thief in the night.Love and hate are tossed around like a game of Chess.
Where the game was fixed before it was started.
A skill chess player played with their prey.
Before he take their king.
Jesus turn water into wine.
He told us to love the children.
To love each other. We are all brothers and sisters.
Our world swim in blood.
Everyday a thousand tears for the innocence being murdered.
Brother’s killing brother’s in the Middle East.
Starvation killing millions in Africa.
One in four are going to sleep hungry in the land of milk and honey.
Blood and wine are not the same.
Poor Devil had no job.
Greed of man had left the demons with no function.
I pour the wine. Blood come out.
Hard to understand the desire of man?
We are led by Berserkers.
Desire blood over sweet wine.
I hear the leaders.
Serenading us the blood song.
They tell us. What is done is done.
Need blood for blood. An eye for an eye.
Most people are benumb by lies.
They believe war is the answer.
When all we have is terror.
What is left of human kindness?
Today a girl of seventeen told me.
Had to escape her country.
Fear of death.
Schools are not safe.
What have we become?
Jesus turn water into wine.
Could Jesus change blood into sweet wine of hope and peace?
I’m not dead yet and you are alive.
Do you want your child to be a Soldier?
Learning to kill at eighteen before he learn to love and enjoy life.
I follow my father’s path. I went to war. I saw death.
I’m tire. Tire of war.
Blood and wine is this song.
Need to silence the Berserkers.
A long time ago.
A nice lullaby for us kids.
Soldiers would not fight.
War ended.
Jesus loved the children.
He wanted us to know love and how to forgive.
If no-one will turn the other cheek.
The mad men will lead us to a dead-end road.
Old Poet is tire.
He want one day of peace before he is gone.
Not for my sake. For the sake of all children.
Thank you for reading.
Coyote
Jan 2013
Very well written, and really grounding. You show in your words what I don’t otherwise quite see, not this deeply. This is a great post, John.
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Just a poem hoping and praying for peace. I’m tire of hate and violence. Thank you for the comment.
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Thank you for writing, John
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Thank you Jane for stopping by and reading. Give me reasons to write.
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Such a great wake up call to the people. We need to accept God’s love and start to live out His love as it is perfected in our lives.
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Would be a better world if love and kindness was the way. Hate lead to more pain and suffering only. Thank you for the comment.
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“Most people are benumb by lies” … so sad, so true
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I hope we wake up before it is too late. Thank you for the comment.
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Thanks. It’s Good.
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Thank you for the comment.
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Wonderful read!
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Just thoughts flowing around my old brain. I wish for better days. A young Syria girl had to leave her school she wrote me. They bombs the school. She went to live with her relatives in Turkey. Time for change. Thank you reading.
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