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    Weekly Poetry Contest (192) - Cry for Help

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    Weekly
    Poetry Contest
    One Hundred and Ninety Two




    Back on schedule again!

    The Rules
    • All entries must be on the set theme.
    • Only one entry per member.
    • No editing of entries once posted without my express permission (i.e. PM me and ask).
    • Poems must be titled
    • Entries must not have previously posted on the forums, and are not permitted to be posted for critique until AFTER the contest is completed.
    • Any violation of these rules will result in disqualification of entries, and possibly infraction.


    The entry stage will be open for seven days, closing on Monday 21st May 2012.

    The voting stage will begin immediately, and will be open for three days, ending on Thursday 24th May 2012.

    And this week's theme is: (courtesy of simplyrachel) Cry for Help


    The next (193rd) contest's theme will be (courtesy of Sword): Directions, and it will be opened on Monday 24th May 2012.


    Be imaginative, have fun, and get writing.


    Banzai


    PS: If you have any questions, please feel free to PM me. I don't bite (much).
     
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    Baby Birds

    Baby Birds

    Each of us at some time meets,
    Hard times that are not planned.
    Like birds in nests that cry to eat,
    Whose mothers understand.
    With little chirps and yearning tweets,
    To their Moms they call,
    With worms chewed up inside their beaks,
    Their mothers feed them all.
     
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    Human Nature

    People on the streets, people showing the beauty of a gold ring,
    People running with absolutely no reason.
    They do it Summer and Winter, Autumn and Spring,
    They do it day and night, no matter of the season.
    Men coming from their jobs,
    Women Stand tall with their pride.
    And children with troubling sobs,
    I cannot put them aside.
    And in the middle of it I stand,
    My feet strongly chained to the ground.
    I see people slowly killing this land,
    Without purpose they go round and round.
    And I just cannot hold back my scream,
    I have to ask why?
    In this world of cold-hearted People,
    Why won't anyone hear my cry?
     
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    Scream the Wheel Turning

    Handouts for the Have Not’s
    Bitter tasting sour grapes
    They want for this and that
    For Pete's and pity sake
    Cry for more, ask for little
    Does needy rhyme with greedy
    Or is it the other way around
     
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    Pillars of Despair
    Cries upon deaf ears,
    Lonely ten second journeys,
    To end their short years.
     
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    Replay

    The sounds vibrate
    On chords of
    Delicate resonance

    To echo into my
    tightened throat with
    Unbridled hesitance

    Screaming out with
    Abnormal reactions
    Of remembrance

    Of the nightly terrors
    And replayed dreams
    of his fingerprints
     
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    Out From Under

    Out from under I observe the pressure
    Of the midsummer night’s enchanting stage,
    Where blossoms forget their splendor,
    And accede to the nature of this age.

    Despite the iron fist I must wage war
    On the subtle spring fever setting in;
    And wade through wicked waters to the shore,
    Whilst parting from what I won’t touch again.

    So pardon me, O foul, forsaken beast!
    For it is I who spawned this turned season;
    ‘Twas I who dreamt of this forbidden feast,
    And compelled this world’s most needed treason
     
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    CRY FOR HELP POETRY CONTEST


    AUSTERITY

    People suffer; no food, no home.
    Angry, fearful, with no hope.
    On the streets from Athens to Rome.
    Some pray to God, others the Pope.

    A banner, a shout, a scream, a yell,
    Where is our money, why is it spent?
    This is just like being in hell!
    What have you done, without our consent?

    High wages, big projects promise the earth.
    Decisions that rob us, taxes that steal.
    Newfangled ideas that have no real worth.
    Our savings are gone, we strongly appeal.

    One slice of bread on our meagre plate.
    Our children starve. We've sold our goods.
    No more fresh food, a terrible fate.
    We now despise those with knighthoods.

    Our leaders, they just talk and talk.
    Let them come and live with us.
    Just let them try to walk our walk.
    Eat nothing but a measly crust.

    The Eurozone has lost its way.
    Let's build a better life for men.
    The Euro's led us all astray.
    Chuck it out and start again!
     
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