Kenneth Maswabi
Poetry of war
I hold my pen ready
To fight for humanity
Every drop of blood spilled
Paints my mood red
Every bullet fired against women and
children
Opens a huge wound inside my being
Every article of suffering and pain
is a direct stab to my heart
Every life lost paints a dark blot
in our collective consciousness
Every voice needs to speak against
war
Every good spirited person needs to
stand up against terror
Every heart beat needs to beat the
drums of peace
I write not because I have words but
because I am wounded
I am pierced by the absence of
reason, compassion and common sense
I am a part of a world that is
disgusted
This war has to stop now
But this war cannot stop now if you
are quiet
©Kenneth Maswabi
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