by Ronald W. Hull
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.
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M.D. Nasr, Unlikely Suicide Bomber
A small boy travels to a distant land,
knows not his custom, language and hand.
Knows not his value, faith, and face,
knows not his virtue, love, and place.
He's alien in this nation of rules and laws.
By virtue, a rebel without a cause.
Trapped in his place of walls without walls,
an alien by nature when his nature calls.
He seeks out others of similar fate,
he seeks them out before it's too late.
They convince him that their cause is just.
They convince him they alone he must trust.
In a nation without station a plan is hatched,
in an intricate pattern the flax is thatched.
One life for the cause with heaven at stake.
He is now in a trance and will not awake.
He's knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's Gate.
Please, please stop him before it's too late!
Should have never reached this state:
ostracized, separated, alienated and berate.
When will we learn to confront our fears,
the alien in our nature that causes tears?
Copyright 2006 © Ronald W. Hull
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|Reviewed by Jerelyn Craden
|I'm one of many, I am sure, who find this poem solidly evocative of our time.|
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|This popped up on the home site. Unfortunately he numbers in the millions, disenfranchised, no hope. Wait till he finds out the virgins ain't there. Patrick|
|Reviewed by Paul Judges
|Powerfully written, Ronald|
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|the nation without station is an interested line. Always a joy to read your work.|
|Reviewed by Donna Quesinberry
Hmmm...interesting writ. So many immigrants that I know do cling to one another when they embark on the journey called America - I don't know if we do the same landing in their territories - I think not.
Thank you, ~Donna.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|You make some important points in your verses, Ron and I appreciate the discipline with which you constructed your poem. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Powerful message poem Ron!!
Thanks for sharing!!
|Reviewed by jude forese
|excellent analysis of a misplaced cause, manifest in a displaced mind ...|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|In a word, probably never.
Thoughtful work, Ron, as always.
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Interesting way to put this powerful problem that does in reality start as in children...e & r|
|Reviewed by Susan de Vegter
|A person with a lack of self esteem is a terrorist treasure chest. Unfortunate when all they end up is fodder for a cause.
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
I concur with Eileen below completely
It is the Mentality that is lacking in them...:)
Too much Inter Breeding
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|It is those who are not grounded in anything, those who do not have a cause of their own, those impressionable minds and hearts who have not found the Truth, that eventually succumb to this kind of deception and madness.
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Excellent poem and question, for which the answers are too complex to tackle here! Eileen|