I’m not political. <br />I may seem rather analytical. <br />That’s because the matter is critical, <br />Significant to the everyday buzzing and hustling <br />of the modern day demographics of a declining nation. <br /> <br />It’s a league of nations <br />Of religions <br />Of ethics and beliefs. <br />It’s a clash of interest <br />That consumes and governs <br />The human nature. <br /> <br />It’s the hate that moves fully through <br />And the guns in the hands of those who shoot <br />It’s the silence of the heart as one stops to breathe <br />And the screams of the mothers whose children they kill <br /> <br />It’s the heartaches of the days <br />And the aching of the nights <br />It’s the turmoil and struggles of the orphans in the streets <br />With no coats on their backs that clenches in the cold <br /> <br />It’s the desperate measure they take <br />As they strive to survive <br />It’s the longing and hoping that salvation is near <br />And in the arms of solace there shall be no fear <br /> <br />I am opinionated and I feel obligated to speak <br />Of the handicapped souls that move about in captivity <br />Living in bondage hidden from the secret <br />And the answer to their plight.<br /><br />Kay Gardner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/political-warfare/
