mi-ni-sters in washington

[nopoet.de]

What do you want mr. Washington

 

can it be

 

that war was your energy

 

because if you ask me

 

what I would

 

like it to be

 

I’d ask you: is war not an enemy

 

of mankind

 

then after all the blood is shedered

 

what is left behind

 

a woman that cries

 

a child without father

 

and men miss their brother

 

is this the product of your energy?

 

This is

 

the place of state

 

I would like to hate!

 

But if I hate

 

as an ordinary mate

 

I couldnt be better than an angry man

 

I wouldn’t be better than

 

the one who hate

 

and proclamate

 

war

 

please my soul wouldnt be as good before

 

and if the soul is not as good before

 

blood and brothers infront the door

 

war is to kill

 

and what is left is a hill

 

of skulls and bones

 

of men of thrones

 

of kings and crowns

 

for what practice this could be

 

all for the presure of men with their money

 

is life so serious and not that funny

 

that you command

 

on an council stand

 

So mr. Washington do you see

 

(I have to ask you polite and kindly

 

if war was the key to your energy)

 

war is not a good thing to be

 

then war is hate

 

and if you hate

 

you dont love

 

and all all above

 

is war

 

the place of state

 

as it was before

 

love is the place of state

 

I would wish to be…

 

so please dont make

 

me a hate

 

and before it is to late

 

ask your mind

 

what you tolerate

 

and what is the key

 

hate or love

[Homo_Ingenuus]

Well, as this poem is written in english, my comment also will be in english

There are some little spelling mistakes, like "presure", "mr. president"... pressure and Mr. President

 

The message is loud and clear. I wish everyone would rise the voice and ask those questions day by day.

I like your poem