Darkness. Live by the gun, die by the gun.
Darkness. Life become less needful. Men with dead eyes learn to love the strip clubs, the drink and the war. Darkness overtake men who had learn love is bitter, life is a pain… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Children
Lost prayers.
Lost prayers.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I prayed for dying men of war, once I prayed for the dying of starvation and once, I prayed for people being killed become of religion.… Continue reading
You are me and I am you.
You are me and I’m you People who see color, race and religion. Are truly blind.Don’t you cry for the sick child.Don’t you hold the mother or father who lost a son or… Continue reading
Peace will come, even if, only by one.
Peace will come, even if, only by one. Old man sat by the sea. He whispered a prayer. An old prayer repeated often in his lifetime. “Please God of the sea, please god… Continue reading
Our world. We must protect the children.
“War is a sin.” Bob Denver The Things we do? (A very old poem. Two children were killed and 17 were wounded at a School mass in Minnesota. USA had become the war… Continue reading
Flower, children and some words.
My garden. I raise flowers in my garden to bring the butterflies to my yard. I believe if you see a butterfly. You can make a wish. Many kinds of garden. I took… Continue reading
Music and words for the end of violence..
How many children must die in the many active wars? How many people must die before we learn. No-one wins in war. USA is a war zone now. 251 mass killings in the… Continue reading
The gospel told by a common man..
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. July 2025 version. The Gospel told by a common man. ( Leaders… Continue reading
What the children see..
What the children see… The children smile, the children laugh. Their eyes of wonder see a world of opportunities to test life, befriend many. A child doesn’t see color, the child doesn’t see… Continue reading
Heal, not kill. We are the teacher of the children.
My small books of thoughts.. What will I leave behind? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days of joy and happiness.Did I leave healthy soil where I stood and… Continue reading