Richard Israel

Rookie (27/ november / kano)

The Ugly Ones - Poem by Richard Israel

My heart aches of the death of the young ones
Disease sinister of wrong story incubates my heart
The young dies in the position of the age
The age struggle to snatch the blanket uses by the young
The young die of night cold. 5

We have no blanket, we all witness the death of the
Little children shivering to death
And we open our mouth wide in anxiety
When the rich strangulate our health ward; and flown abroad
To have themselves sterilized of menace 10

Our little children are enslaved, slavery the daughter of darkness
Instills in us an ignorance of value, the blind instrument of
Our destruction.
Our ambition soil calamity and treason with patriotism
In illusion of our believes, we stumble on our strength
Stumbling into every pitfall, our hope capsize 15

We parade others' vision in disparity of our soul
Our ways make the best stand of time,
The corridor of our judgment stains with unforgiving blood
Politician souls, more powerful than the rule of the tyrants
Lawfulness prevails than the constitution does. 20

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

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