Mason Maestro

I Am A Straw Part 5 - Poem by Mason Maestro

The summer is nigh as these dark days grow long
This evening the battle claimed nine more in its throng
The war's growing violent as each day passes by
Yet the ads with my image keep the world's spirits high
My host joined some others in a dark smoke-filled bar
Passing around a large brown glass whiskey jar
Not to make light of these times in our woes
I smirked as they sipped on the souls of my foes
Some passer by's glance at me and have a good laugh
For your information- I'm NOT some barley's chaff

Much like the beliefs we all have in our brains
My seeds are my principles that stir in my grains
If I had the giving grace of God's generous hand
I would have my seed spread across a vast fertile land
My heart is to multiply an informed headstrong harvest
A risen vintage produce of adherents to enlist

His family and I moved far away from war's blunder
To a place they referred to as only- 'down under'
When we arrived I would realize just how famous I am
My picture was everywhere reading 'Unity and Freedom'
Wherever we went, plantlife would see me and wave
All forms of life gained from the hope that I gave
Momentum is building behind my cause
I'm willing to embrace anyone that it draws
This new home has given me a new vantage point
To ponder the facts deeply on this war's lacking point
It's making me see what man's pegged on his name
There's no guilt, no heart, no remorse, or shame
Without heed they act on any thought that impells
Hell-bent on destroying life- including themselves

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 16, 2005

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 25, 2006

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