Fire – TB

19 Jul

Cease fire,
I urge you to
Call a cease fire.
Let them have
A peace fire
At the feet
Of the big bird
They shot down.
«It’s our land,
We control it,
Now it’s your land
Even if we stole it»
Since the migrating bird,
Not the native ducks,
Was downed.

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7 Responses to “Fire – TB”

  1. donwreford July 19, 2014 at 11:35 pm #

    Is the poem related to Ukraine, plane downed?

  2. magalyguerrero July 21, 2014 at 1:56 pm #

    “A peace fire” sounds and looks so much like the definition; particularly when reminded of the bird that “Was downed.”

    From Behind, my Monday Open Link entry.

  3. Kerry O'Connor July 21, 2014 at 4:29 pm #

    You have said it so succinctly – the truth of things, so strange how many refuse to see and resort to history to explain away current atrocity.

  4. Helen July 21, 2014 at 5:39 pm #

    Amazing poem …..

  5. arushiahuja July 21, 2014 at 6:06 pm #

    i think you refer the aircraft as the Bird!! a really beautiful poem!!

  6. grapeling July 23, 2014 at 5:48 pm #

    “let them have / a peace fire”
    would that they do ~

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