Welcome to word of a poet blog. I love poetry from all over the world. From ye Olde British to the rich lands of the Caribbean, from the vast plains of Africa, to the arabian peninsula. This i splace to store those poems that I come across that I want to remember. Why do the touch my heart? It could imply be because of the eloquance fo the language used or the message that lies behind. To be honest, I like difference ones for various different reasons, and I hope they cause you to think deeper about the world we live in too.

Signed, the word of an unpoetic poet.

Monday, 21 November 2011

Broken Chains

broken chains

oppression that wasnt caused
but was just administered with brute force
the first link in the chain broke

broken chains

when that mutilated child wailed
at what point did this ummah begin to fail?
and more links fell away

broken chains

fools think they are doing something
but nights dont get eaiser and days are never a blur
the links keep on clanking on the ground
as they fall away

broken chains

lets put it back together
grab the pieces up off the floor
make into one
use it to smack some sense into the complacent
the adjacent and the downright dillusioned

one big heavey chain....

taken from a poet at www.islamicawakening.com
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