Dead man stew…
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 dying… Continue reading
Tag Archive: anti-violence
The valley of the gun…
The valley of the gun… 1- Is death sweet? Do we go easily into the final sleep? Without struggle. Do the dead cities talk? They do. They are killing women and children in… Continue reading
When the children cry and the poem, The whore bath…
The whore bath… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Seek the truth. The controlled media will lead you to confusion. We must know the truth. (When the children cry. Do we listen? Ukraine, rarely spoken… Continue reading
No violence in love… Tender Loving Care…
T.L.C. Tender loving care… No violence in love… Today our world is struggling. Today so many tears for the many men, women and children being murdered by mad men. Our world need T.L.C.… Continue reading
Our children and the teachers who protect/teach.
1- Little children.. Beautiful faces, fearless faces. The little children want to have some fun and enjoy life. Now 19 children were murdered in a classroom. I have five grandchildren and everyday, I… Continue reading
A silence voice. Is part of the problem. Do the children repair the foolishness of adults?
Where are the adults against gun violence? Where are the adults standing together to ensure laws are made to protect the children and everyone else. Where auto-weapons can’t easily be bought? In the… Continue reading
A Lake St. Clair prayer..
A Lake St. Clair prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend the day alone by Lake St. Clair. Wrote many new poems and thought about my world. We need proper gun laws. When… Continue reading
Remember Ukraine.
“The easiest way to forget about the people who are dying in wars right now is to close our eyes and ears! And this is also the ugliest and the vilest way!”― Mehmet Murat… Continue reading
For April, the poetry month… Colors…
Colors Black, white, brown and yellow. What is the different? I am so tire of the colors, tossed in my face. Isn’t a man, just a man, a woman, just a woman. We… Continue reading
Never again.Nie wieder. Plus jamais.
Never again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When will men learn? Hate is a heavy load to carry. When will we learn? Every life had value. Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Holocaust Memorial… Continue reading