Look at me. See me.
Look at me. See me. “President Trump pledged Thursday to keep the United States at the “top of the pack” in terms of nuclear weapons, expanding the nation’s nuclear arsenal if necessary and suggesting… Continue reading
Tag Archive: anti war
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The war, the blood and the gun.
The war, the blood and the gun. No-one is screaming for the child of war. They have known only blood and the sound of war. Who do we blame my friend? War is… Continue reading
Dirty, dirty world. Why?
Dirty, dirty world. Messy, messy world. Guns and bombs are being shot at cities and people die. Who cry for the people in the way of the wars. Are the dead, acceptable death?… Continue reading
Heal, not kill. For Palestine. Murder is murder.
(No place is safe. But cannot know fear. We must show the world. Freedom lived and good people will not falter. Pray for the people and the family of the city of Paris.… Continue reading
Little truth.
Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leaves us blind and dumb.” Little truth. Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won these… Continue reading
Merry Christmas and a poem. Heal, not kill.
“Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without.”― Gautama Buddha Heal, not kill. The world had turn blood red. Where are the voices of calm and peace? Brother killing brother in Iraq. Who… Continue reading
The drinking song.
The drinking song. Once I met Bukowski in California and he told me. Never truth a man, who never drinks. I learn with old age. He was right. Drunk men or women will… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune.
Soldier of fortune. 1- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money; I play… Continue reading
Imagine my friends. There are no wars.
Imagine there is no war, my friend.(My December wish. The wars are done. The world can heal, and every child is safe in our world. Our leaders in our world. Sending medicine, food… Continue reading
Dead ends.
( My daughter and my daughter of my friend killed in Iraq in 2002. Daughter was two.) Dead ends A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the… Continue reading