Whosoever Has Ears
Written by: Wilfred Mellers
Saturday, August 2,2014
Hollow the words fallen on deafened ears
The true comic the audience jeers
No one wipes away their tears
Quickly crawling throughout the years
Nothing calms the hopeless fears
Broken hearts collected as souvenirs
Conversations the busybody overhears
Pulling the strings are the puppeteers
High in the sky flies those rocketeers
Gone yet not forgotten are yesteryears
Without lubrication grinds the gears
In close quarters death leers
Answer the question no one cares or dares
Hope can't be designed by engineers
The saddest movie today premieres
Injustice the downtrodden unwillingly bears
Close enough counts only for grenadiers
Racism the ignorant still adheres
Reality steps in and always interferes
To the final frontier goes the brave pioneers
Counting those ballots the electioneers
Open the hatches for the bombardiers
Battalions commanded by the brigadiers
Swashbuckling terrorist were the buccaneers
Scarlet letters the wench wears
Corralling people like they are longhorn steers
Governments are ruined by profiteers
The dawn of darkness as freedom disappears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem