Chaos in the promise land.
Soldiers having fun.
Chaos in the promise land
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Last night I had the strangest dream.
I dreamed we send Soldiers with food, water and medicine to places in need.
I saw people of the four corners of our world. Standing and praying for peace.
Today in the promise land.
Almost 50 million people on welfare.
We are sending our youth to kill and die in the prime of their life.
Great countries are in chaos.
Brother killing brother.
I believe the worst of all sin.
Men willing to kill woman and child for heartless reasons.
No religion tell their people to murder woman and children.
Murderers of woman and child.
Will pay a terrible debt in hell one day.
Children are the wealth of a country.
Teach them well.
Teach them love.
Not separation.
Teach them kindness.
Not how to hate and abuse.
Allow the children to be children. To dance, sing and play without fear.
Not soldiers for overbearing leader with no concern for their future.
Last night I had the strangest dream.
The leaders of our world.
Gather together.
Realized this is one planet and one people.
We must protect the earth and the children.
Whole world need to desire no child going to bed knowing hunger.
No child is afraid of the night because of death and war is near.
Have proper shelter for all woman and children.
Chaos is in control today.
We must stop the madness.
Before we can’t turn back.
War is man’s greatest sin.
Coyote
It will happen, not in this lifetime.
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I agree. I hope soon for the sake of the children. I went to too many Soldiers funerals. War take the best from us.
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We hummed this mantra in the 60’s when our USA poured napalm on innocent rice farmers on the other side of the world day after day. Seems nothing’s changed. I will curse Lyndon Johnson beyond my grave.
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Me too. I found the old good words “the promise land” in a old song from the sixties. Made me write the poem for today. You are correct. It seem all things stay the same.
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