Dead man stew.
Dead man stew. (Murdered 150 children in an Iran schoolhouse. Attacking once friends and threatening Cuba, Canada and Greenland. Pirate Venezuela ships in the ocean. Hateful and cold leader. Attacked Iran. Attacking… Continue reading
Tag Archive: War and Peace
The missing pieces.
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad.” (My last day… 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
When the war is over.
Five short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. War..The war is over.The guns locked away.The soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out by war.No-one won. Miss you..I’m missing you.I whispered… Continue reading
The shadows.
The shadows.. (A poem to remember my dear sister. She left my world and I miss her voice.) My sister told me. You have changed and you saw too much shit andyour mind… Continue reading
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
In the year 2525..
In the year 2525.. Today is another bloody Sunday. Men killing each other, men killing off the great cities and men stealing and killing Mother nature. Where are the wise men? where are… Continue reading
One more day, I do need. Some words.
Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin.” Prayer for peace.. Guns and bombs block outthe cries for peace.New graves with white crossesfor brave… Continue reading
Love and war. We shall know..
Five short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry What is right and what is wrong. Easy to separate. 1- War..The war is over.The guns locked away.The soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out… Continue reading
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.Was… Continue reading