If I was the king of the forest- For Yemen
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading
Peace shall come A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Peace shall come My good friend. The war is over for you. You fought the good fight and now. You rest with 40… Continue reading
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
Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor. Dead man stew Poor man is… Continue reading
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
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
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
Self A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. Self Wars, whores and drink. Salvation for the soldiers. Untamed… Continue reading
The war is over A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts. The war is over The war is over for you, my friend. The taps were played. Many soldiers stood near… Continue reading
Short poetry about war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war and violence. What is left? The dead will not rise. War steal the best from us. Who remember the… Continue reading