In Our Society Torn Poem by Kaila George

In Our Society Torn

Rating: 5.0


After being blinded
Bye so much hate
You see only colours
Of homies and crypts

You learn to hate red
It's what you see every day
On the bloody splattered walls
Of your friends home and yours

What's sad for today?
Is that this is the norm
Of children who live
In our society torn

I wish I could break
The cycle of death
That haunts the child
That never knew to love

I offer a hand
To those in need
To learn how to love
To learn how to be free

What you see, what you learn
In our society torn
Makes' you stronger and better
Then those in CONTROL

Break free from the cycle
Learn to be free
Show the children colours
Mother Nature give's to thee

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Wrote this almost 6 months ago, a child in our neighbourhood was killed over the colours he wore, so sad, what shocked me the most, was in fact that it was so close to my home, we dont have that kind of thing here in NZ once in a blue moon perhapes. Its not a daily thing but its sad that its a norm for others.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Patrick 27 June 2012

I instantly took it to be an issue of gang warfare and the destructive nature of divided communities You see only colours Of homies and crypts this being the common problem found in inner city communities were divisions grow between people where there should be no divisions between brothers and sisters. What you see, what you learn In our society torn Makes' you stronger and better Then those in CONTROL Unfortunatly what people see is the wrong things and without a strong foundation and investment in education or a desire to better oneself most people of lower incomes only see the struggle of survival and no way out Break free from the cycle Learn to be free Show the children colours Mother Nature give's to thee I like the majority of this, but what I dont understand is how mother nature, helps, to me people need more than just mother nature, they need foundations to learn why its important and how to move away from the bling bling that cheap fortune expresses. Really good poem

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