Wires Barbed

Written on the spur of the moment after watching the news one evening

Wires barbed:

Liberation denied

Sounds of rebellion now dead

From the barbed wire hangs

Dreams of broken generations

Forever in want

Clouds without rain

Wind without feeling

A falling abyss

Desolation thrives

Eyes cry empty tears

In vain hearts beating

Aliening powers deprive

Crushing of blows

Gorging, feasting, on diminishing souls

Amongst this land fear is god of all.

Behind wires barbed

Lives are shattered

So much slaughter and disaster

Plundered more than earth

Stolen was life at birth

How can you take what they don’t have?

Behind wires barbed

The murder of innocence

Defiling of virtue

Morality cries in woeful shame

Heads in sicken dishonor

Face west tries to ignore such pain

Perpetrators of darkened good

Release perverted forms of play

Silence of the night

Scream louder then bullets by day

As the sun turns upon the earth

Justice is slaked, is parched for thirst

So behind wires barbed

The dead are living

Lungs still breathing

Human struggling

Parishes by evening

Behind wires barbed

Lives are shattered

So much slaughter and disaster

Plundered more than earth

Stolen was life at birth

How can you take what they don’t have?

Behind wires barbed

Sun glints blinding still

Refracted light glimmers ill

Barbs of razor in the breeze still dangle

Rusted with blood,

Signatures of the Death angel

Haunting wind carries on

Lingering hatred all but gone

Anger morphed into impaired grief

Words ignored mutterings brief

Misery rains, flooding despair

Apathy frolics, pain just stares

Feelings void, existence bleak

Just the empty frame, life extinct

Engulfing a race, swallowed by men

Generation gone, every one of them