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