It plagues the hearts of innocent men
As they fail to see they are but the same
Beliefs that spread quickly like bright wildfires,
Over the most barren and remote of lands.
Harshly burning everything in their path.
With your words we tear apart,
Empires and Brothers
Deeming them as forsaken others.
We spill blood over lands
And force unequal demands
A love so powerful,
All are bound to follow.
Lord, once intrigued by your divine beauty
We worship something so fragile,
Like the delicate petals of the whitest Oleander
Now we burn in darkness
Lost in your wise words
Which once offered much clarity.
We have failed to see,
Who you wanted us to be.
Artist: Victoria Lopez
School: North Allegheny
Alyssa Klaum from:
- posted: November 1, 2007
This is a brilliant poem. And I'm not just saying that. Your development of each individual stanza really shows your attentiveness to detail. The way you constructed this just makes everything flow so smoothly, especially when reading. Really good of similes: specifically beliefs spreading like wild fires and something so fragile like the whitest Oleander. Excellent work.
Elizabeth Hoffman from:
- posted: November 4, 2007
I really like this poem, I think it has a powerful and important message that you do a really good job of develpoping. "As they fail to see they are but the same" is my favorite line because I think it captures the essence of the poem and is extremely well-written.