Melvina Germain

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Who Wins The Battle - Poem by Melvina Germain

Some may contemplate life at a pivotal time in a reflectory
or echoed halls. Souls silently call for help after the deepest
fall. Bemused by the manisfestation of religion which lays
its burden on humanity. Let it be told bold and clear only
one gender must prove the illimination of vanity.

Society, the tame, the strong unaquainted with unity more
than a million miles long. Segregation baited by the shrewd
shower deals only the poor will lose. Deal makers smile
pearly white as oil flows and gold wins the fight.

Beware...tender tongues, sweet, smooth as silk, soft touching
and discreet. A sage tiger may strike from below fiercely
surging forth while landing all pertinent blows. Awww this
world stands alert, eyes glued in place. Soon we realize such
a tiger may not be everyone's taste.

We fight, O we fight in word and strategy, manipulation
soaring for wise minds to see. The great speak of greatness,
the intellect spread their wings and the shrewd gives a wink
and everyone sings. Lined up like a great, great wall, all
participants standing tall.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Sept.16/2015

Topic(s) of this poem: poetic expression

Form: Prose Poem


Comments about Who Wins The Battle by Melvina Germain

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/17/2015 7:29:00 PM)


    Souls silently call for hope. So wonderful sharing really. Very wise sharing done here. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 17, 2015



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