Plea Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Plea



the pristine and spotless interior is more important
than that visible hassle,
while a beautiful country is ravaged
with bombs and grenades,

just empty words
and then come together as expensive as the big top,
how is that possible?
yes, while a beautiful country is under attack
and innocent inhabitants are hunted and murdered,
shall we allow that? !
And just watching and not really helping,
all the cowards come together to brag that they want to help, why just watch unnecessarily?

I'm old and mature,
but this heart and interior of humanity I still don't understand,
we just watch people being hunted and killed,
why do we allow all this?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Beautiful Ukraine is being destroyed, wgy are we only coming together to talk about our own expensive promising words, but in reality, there happens nothing, not a thing! Expensive talks, not helping in reality, what? The big tops? The great meeting is a flop, methinks, I am very sorry to say that
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Sylvia Frances Chan

Sylvia Frances Chan

Jakarta, Indonesia
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