Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: france

  • Syria

    The tears of dying children Is the lullaby of gunships The desert is smeared with Grease, oil and human blood The days turn to grieving nights But the world knew no sanity And those who fight in the fields Humanity eludes, Life is a little less than a chickens And yet we walk free across…

  • Paris

    Tonight, we moan For love that is alien to Earth For the pain you bear We cry for you Paris For love, we weep For thee mother Earth For men’s ruthlessness And the hatred that stays Bombs, hate and anger Humanity in taste for vengeance Destroys the efforts of centuries past And innocent souls made…