Poetry Slam Challenge 8 entry 1: The moon
If I ruled the world
I'd howl through the air
And with my claws, in your throats, claim what is mine
And with my fangs, in your flesh, repay your crime
If I ruled the world
There'd be, for you, only the Moon of despair
As I ascend upon your shrine
At long last, I would protect my tribe
If I ruled the world
You wouldn't approach my lair
You wouldn't drink my blood(line) as wine
You wouldn't hold on to that pride
Or raise your army, your weapons, your sword
If I ruled the world
Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves,
for the rights of all who are destitute.
Speak up and judge fairly;
defend the rights of the poor and needy.
Proverbs 31:8-9
For all the people around the world, that are oppressed and kill for silly reasons, who don't have a chance to (learn how to) forgive.
jyezie