Tag Archive: war

‘Who is first? Who is last?

Who is first? Who is last? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Who is first? Who is last? —- The deadly dance Burning cities. Children and families being murdered. Family losing everything… Continue reading

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Just questions my friend

Just questions my friend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Just questions my friend December is here again. Two of my grandchildren are sleeping at 4 am in the morning. A school… Continue reading

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“Never again”

Never again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-post with more thoughts.   Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Holocaust Memorial Day, February, 27 January.) (Did we learn. WW2 was the last war.… Continue reading

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“The war, the blood and the gun”

The war, the blood and the gun A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The war, the blood and the gun No-one is screaming for the child of war. They have known only… Continue reading

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“My small book of thoughts”

My small book of thoughts A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                            My small book of thoughts What will I leave behind? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with… Continue reading

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“Who is first? Who is last?

Who is first? Who is last? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Who is first? Who is last? —- The deadly dance Burning cities. Children and families being murdered. Family losing everything… Continue reading

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The dead ends

Dead ends A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature.                  Dead ends Brothers told… Continue reading

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Coming home

Coming home A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some days faces of friends lost to war appear in my thoughts.                              Coming home I go  alone early every Wednesday to the nearby Veteran memorial.… Continue reading

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“The world is crying” Written in 1980

The world is crying A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found this poem in an old book. It is 37 years old.              The world is crying The world is crying. Like a… Continue reading

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He could not weep

He could not weep A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. He could not weep A pint of beer, dancing the Texas two-step with the pretty Tijuana girl in a tavern on the… Continue reading

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