What Is It That Drives Us?
Christina Jones What is it that drives us? I do not understand What carnal need possesses man To control another man? What makes us slaves To our lower nature Why can’t we rise above? Our words are filled with honest lies While our hearts are lacking love It seems to me the more I watch The less I want to see The sadness of my vision Causes tears to pour down my cheeks I see my brother hurt my brother And take pleasure in his pain And justify his evil deeds By doing them in God’s name. Each fight that’s fought is always “right”. When asking either side And no matter who’s victorious We all lose by and by. For in the end, when all is done. And bones lie in their graves And young people have died for old men’s wars And the smoke turns to nothing more than the slightest haze. No one will know Victory’s glow Without sorrow, loss and pain. But fewer people than you think Will feel the well earned shame. -Christina JonesEditor's Note - Christina is a 22 year old aspiring poet living here in West Kentucky. She has a child, a job in a grocery store and a talent. Her poetry asks some of the questions that we old folks should be asking. Why war?
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