Where Do We Go?

Where do we go from here?
faceless ones causing death,
what do they hope to gain?
by creating all this pain.
Is the cause so great,
in this head full of hate,
to maim and kill a child,
does this make them great.
In the dark of a tunnel,
a child in fear screams ,
into the dark drawn like a funnel,
escape to what lies ahead.
Tears shed again for lives lost,
hate again rears its head,
blame spread far and wide,
lets stand together side by side.
Faceless, nameless men who hate,
killing and murdering in a cowards guise,
running away from dirty work,
are they right, are they wise?
Obedience for a false dawn,
dreams of everlasting life,
at the expense of others souls,
thieves that come in the dark.
They dont know what they do,
mindless action fed untruth,
doing the work without question,
forgive them, so hard to do.
Where then do we go from here,
living a life of nervous fear,
along the road towards our goal,
remembering those who are no longer here.

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Profile photo of Andrew Provan McIntyre

Andrew Provan McIntyre

Signup / Login to follow the poet.
Travelled this lifes journey for sixty-two years, been married for forty=one years. We produced two children , a daughter and a son.Our Daughter has four children and my son has one. i am a commited Celtophile and love Viking myth and life.
Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of

Your Love Is Like A Merry-go-round

Your Love Is Like A Merry go round long poem

Well you’re one hopeless romantic Almost a border line lovesick fanatic But I wouldn’t change you not if I could I love your wet and sappy kisses And the way you hold me so tight I think I’m gonna pass

Where Is My Soul

Where Is My Soul short poem

my bridge is falling down it is falling down where have I gone i am gone the bridge is gone i am down the wall has gone up it is high up the bridge is down where is the bridge

Where Heaven And Earth Meet

Where Heaven And Earth Meet short poem

A stroke of genius like a work of art I can feel it in my heart now a miracle and a dream come true The breaking of bondage like little pieces of glass scattered apart coming back to myself now

Where Did I Go Wrong

Where Did I Go Wrong short poem

Well you won my heart even tho it was hard for you to do Then you broke my heart after I had fallen madly Head over heels for you so I wonder was it me, did I Do something wrong…I