18+ A dark, longer poem about the conditions in the middle east and how it relates. |
-Holocaust About To Happen- by Keaton Foster In a distant land There are men Born into hatred Anointed with blood Tainted by ideological nuances Few in their vein understand Fewer believe as they do They are extreme versions Of a peace loving religion Those men, the ones so conflicted Will be the end of all That they see as corrupted Everyone to them is an infidel Everyone of course but them The perverse interpretation Of the words of their One truest of God Have left them full of hate Beyond any form of measure Hate that resides in the deepest Darkness of all human kind They will never wait They will give their lives Without fear or question They will sacrifice it all In the name of extermination Of not only themselves But of those they see As the enemies of their ways Which I’m sad to say Is every other human alive Bombs fall from the sky Missiles are shattering lives Rockets are fired with no aim Anyone on the other side Is much deserving of death Women, children, gentile, and Jew Muslim, Jihadist, those in between To all involved its kill or be killed To all of involved it’s them or us I’m not saying who is right I’m not saying who is wrong I am neither Jew nor gentile I am neither extremist nor moderate If anything I am a man lost to God But found by the idea of something Much greater then all of us I am a man with a pen and a page And plenty of words to say And a few ways to make sense Of all that is obviously so tragic Maybe they’ll listen Maybe they won’t I’ll say my peace and then move on The war they are fighting is not mine That being said I fear that someday it could be And like any survivable soul Upon these distance shores I would be prepared to stand If it came down to it I would again protect my kind Thus protect my very own life For now Peacefully I must do my part Writing, expressing, interjecting Getting these sincere words out Letting the ideas become heavy with clout Long ago I was once a soldier A man of war and action And with a deeply saddened heart I must admit that I On more than a few occasions Killed those deemed as enemy When you kill another man Even at such impersonal distances Something deep inside you changes Something that can never return As you stare down the sights Of a loaded gun pointed at another Something about yourself is lost If the first man I ever killed was hardest Then all the others after that I would say were damn near impossible I was assured it was them or me It was a matter of kill or be killed Those holding my reins once said Trust in your training and leave Your faith and God out of it Kill that man because if you don’t He will come here and kill you And your fellow brothers in arms I always did what I was told I was a committed soldier I’m now quite sure that if And when I get to Heaven I’ll be asked of all that I did In the name of the survival of my kind I’m not sure that I have an answer And I’m not sure that I ever will Such troubles Will be between God and I In that distant land Maybe those men Born of such hatred Anointed with blood Tainted by ideological nuances Will have an answer One that they can live with And for them one that they Can certainly die with Maybe they know more than most Then again maybe they don’t I’m just not sure Holocaust about to happen Men against men One kind against another Humans are such monsters Oh God the things they can do I know because I’ve done them I don’t wish war on anyone I don’t want to see What is about to happen I wish we could have peace But like those on both sides I know that we cannot There is killing to be done Who is on the right side Who is on the wrong I’m not sure that I know And I’m not sure That they truly do either The end result will not be good For anyone involved Both directly and indirectly The end results will be death The end question will be why To that I am absolutely sure That at this point There is no answer… Holocaust About To Happen Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |