The seeds of death are planted by <br />men reckless of the consequence <br />They’re meant to kill the enemy. <br />But they can destroy innocence. <br /> <br />The warring factions have moved on. <br />Survivors try to till their land <br /> convinced they’re safe that dangers gone. <br />They simply do not understand. <br /> <br />Land mines don’t differentiate <br /> between a friend and enemy. <br />They have been armed and lie in wait <br />until exploding suddenly. <br /> <br />They are designed to kill and <br />and this they do impartially. <br />It’s difficult to name and blame <br /> the authors of each tragedy. <br /> <br />There’s very little you can do <br /> except donate towards the cause. <br />To pay the experts willing to <br />clear up the land mines left by wars. <br /> <br />This is your chance to show you <br /> care enough to help financially. <br />We can provide the men who dare <br /> disarm the land mines carefully <br /> <br /> To let subsistence farmers farm <br /> so they can feed their families <br />Without the constant fear of harm <br /> from dangers which they cannot see. <br /> <br /> And leave the children free to play <br /> as children are entitled to. <br />We can all help in some small way <br />but only if we’re willing too. <br /> <br />3-Feb-09 http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bitter-harvest-for-friend-corey/
