Inspired by the Post by @tribeglobal-love - Cycled OUt - Poetry Awards
On choosing a poem for this contest I realise I had only posted one poem since my first; so decided I will put more up! So here is the first new one for you all:
Crash to Shanti
Crash crash go the bombs,
Myth and ledged condemned to songs,
Ching ching goes the dollar note,
Who gave these bastards my vote?
Sitting in their ivory tower,
Plans to flea cometh the hour,
Crash crash go the bombs,
Innocent people meditating to gongs,
Ripping apart the purity of humanity,
Ending underlying peace creating violence revenge and insanity,
Crash crash go the bombs,
Their plan to right the wrongs,
How come they decide? After all we know they lied,
Why cant they Live and let live, Its time we all learnt to forgive,
Now we rise !
Om shanti, now rings out,
No longer the need to shout,
We come in peace for all,
Sisters and bothers we call,
Om shanti, the couscous is spreading,
There is no end to where humanity is heading,
Without the domination or control,
Prosperity and peace outward will roll,
Om, shanti, now we realise that there is no time,
Just read over that line,
There is no need,
Everything is together with the seed
OM Shanti, Shanti, Shanti
Forest Shaman – May ‘17
More of my words:
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