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Cry for Peace by Melvina Germain

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(Dedicated to:  Amy Lucas)

We raise our children,  do our best to teach them right from wrong. Instill in their minds that violence is not the thing to do.  We protect them, keeping them safe, doing all we can.  Send them to school, teach them education is key, but  the time comes where they must face life’s darkest reality. Countries could not solve their issues,  there’s only one thing left to do, the world becomes draped in the darkness of war and hierarchy’s

eyes are looking at you. Our sons and daughters gaze at us with faces so proud,  I’m fighting for my country, they scream out loud.  A mother in silence, holds back her words and weeps quietly as she bows her head in prayer.  Father in Heaven, protect our children, bring them back to us O God, we want them here.  While a father may stand strict and proud.  Mama understands nothing she hears and begins to sob incessantly out loud.

All the great talk against violence and pain, all the right from wrong, don’t think about it again.  As the brainwashing starts in the training fields and good minds stripped away from a parents teaching.  The man at the helm holds his arm up high and his words of war are solely preaching. The reality of war too soon revealed and speaking of peace must verbally cease.

Our children are ripped from the comfort of our homes and placed in fields of disaster, raging fire, cannons blast, mud faces in shallow graves and no more words of inspiration from a schools headmaster. One sleeps, one eye  opened in fear as the enemy  trudges quietly near.  Both sides grow insane with the influx of pain.  Those beautiful children with minds so clean, now see the wrath of war.  Killing the enemy as compassion leaves their souls and right from wrong lives on no more. 

The ruination of young women who fall in the path, leave a bloody trail of innocence lost.  Heavy boots run violently past as they lay crushed in mental and bodily pain.  O the raging warriors have come to blast, like lunatics and maniacs they  rip through homes and city streets and all who fall on the road of doom has become a statistic of which nobody speaks.

We cry out for peace, we call for the ending of war, is anyone listening, do you hear our pleas.  I beg you world, it’s time to stand your ground and speak bombastically against the violence of war.  No more must we smell that putrid air, no more shall half bodies come back home, no more shall sight be lost or voices we’ll never hear.  Stand together one and all, it’s time to hold hands and let the violence end.

Bring Back Our Girls by Melvina Germain

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Thunder cracked their silence of sleep.
Wretched men, horrid thieves emerged.
Kidnapping our most precious jewels,
Many boisterous slaves of Satan rules.

Evil blasted through the walls of peace,
and that cadence so held within the air
soon faded to  ruptured horror feared.
Shock filled, terror building screams.
Our innocent ripped from peaceful dreams.

To the hands of filth and angry men,
we weep buckets of tears wanting to see
our girls again.  Mothers, Fathers, pain so
stricken, “Bring Back Our Girls” to the land
of the living.

We pray our girls are held without pain,
and empty threats in our media heard.
When silence befalls such lips of horror,
despicable images in minds emerge.

O the world seems silent, in shock we sit.
Every man and woman knows not what to do.
We can only pray that those in power, will
forcefully come after the likes of you.

May the higher power intervene and show
our girls a means of escape.  May Jesus
walk within the scene and hold on tight to
our precious beings.  Lord don’t take them
home O no not yet, bring them safe and
sound to  a parents safety net.

Bring Back Our Girls Father, I know you can,
there’s nothing in this world bigger than you.
I pray in the name of your son, Jesus Christ,
our world is now depending on you.

Bring Back Our Girls

Apocalyptic Revenge by Melvina Germain

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War mongers, haters, racist beings,

stand grandiose, your Armour glows.

Scarlet fields, innocent men, miracles ne’er born.

Tossed to the wretched, manipulation knows.

Blood fire captures a bombastic rage,

tumbling towers reveal old lies, whilst

truth begat a harrowed, immoral surprise.

Steel creatures soared God’s azure sky,

bombs blast in vengeance as they fly by.

Run amuck, hidden cowards in dug out holes,

lay with rats, putrid filth behold.

Let the sea be the grave of invisible mutes,

no body, no investigation to dispute.

Determined To Rise Again by Melvina Germain

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No benevolence befell the poor and defeated,
nor recognized great gifts and minds of many.
Hidden history reigned, ruled those at the helm.
Credit not the field worker’s who set the foundation,
but reward fat thieves who brutalized a nation.

Fail, yes fail and fail you be, your efforts bold
for all to see.  Those with shields held o’er
their eyes, may the snake bite them in the ass
with no surprise.

You’ve raped and scorned and called out loud,
walk with greed, corrupted man, the smallest crowd.
Deep pockets hold power of a people’s need, while
hoarders of green vividly avail Satan’s seed.

Illness, pain and death to follow, who knows the
truth of white coat hollow. Experimentation is not
a friend, and tainted needles will surely bend.  Cry
out, scream, you won’t be heard, not a one you
speak shall believe a word.

Practice, practice and practice again, maybe one
day genocide will be your friend.  But not today,
we’re here to say, we’ll walk and fall and stand
up tall, we’ll die in graves, weep and wail but
we’ll not roll over, there’s more coming along the trail.