These are some short thoughts of an African-American. It refers to racial wars going on. Tell me your opinion

Don't ask... just don't ask...

A sonnet in exploration of cosmic irony.

A poem about speaking out agains the horrors of war and the corruption of politics. Please R&R

Remember us When we are gone When all is left but whispers on the wind

My aunt was shot as a child while walking to school with friends by an Ex Vietnam Veteran. I have often tried to understand what motivated him to fire on young children. Here I try to tell his side of the story. R&R I worked hard on this!

How does it feel to watch your loved one leave for war?

On 331 BC, Alexander the Great and his army were confronted by a vast host of Persians led by King Darius. This poem is a narration of that battle.

No gentleman wants to hear eulogies detailing ev'ry hit through skin and skull.

Wanting to be left alone but is continued to be bugged. Will the parent ever learn?

A lyrical, yet hard-hitting look at how love and freedom get twisted and degraded into an addiction to war.

Muddy holes dot the land

Poem for English...

In the war of love, what would be your weapon?

I am Ashamed, for my country, the Motherland, has fallen from Grace. I Knew. And did nothing.

My first. dont really know how to summerize it.

A poem depicting the gruesome effects of war.

Just a poem about war.

The tears was already a pure of deep red. A music of silence was peace. But where was the peace of war? Is it there?

A collection of poems about war, depicting images that are unique.

After the world dies, who's supposed to be left? What do those people think about the situation? Well, here's a little bit of what they might be thinking.

There's no blood on my hands, this isn't my fault

This is to honor two world war soldiers that I know. It is a few thing that they have told me and I organized into a poem. Read and Review please

A ditty that ties into "The Warrior's Code," my NaNoWriMo submission. The bagpipe-and-drum tune that the MacMor clan of Picts chant while going off to fight. Rated for violent imagery out the wazzoo.

A depiction of war in the form of a beautiful but deadly dance.