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by Erick Ochieng Otieno, Kenya May 29, 2007
Human Rights , Peace & Conflict   Poetry


Living War Preaching Peace Every time they we speak
We preach peace
Every time we act
We act war
When will we realize
That we were given intelligence
Not to finish ourselves
But to build ourselves
Support ourselves
Encourage ourselves
Inspire ourselves
Inform ourselves

Oh! Dear
What happened to you?
I have been thinking
I said I loved you
I said we were friends
We need cooperation
As friends in deeds
As we cooperate
You need to give that
And that
And that
And that too
Oh! I almost forgot
And that too
How could I forget that?

Well you see it is
In the spirit of friendship
You are the most valuable friend I have
Who told you I am your enemy

I then know my friend
Who failed?
To do good things
For a friend
That is an axis of evil
And something evil is evil
Unless I can cooperate with them
To get what I wanted
You know we are friends in deed
We are a strategic friend
To gain when there is something
To gain
And to fight you as an axis of evil
When you don’t give
What I expect of you

But I ask you one question
Is it not possible to dialogue?
Well that is quite a good idea
But you know
We will dialogue
When there is peace
You mean,
When I give you what
You had requested?
I see you get the point
You know we fight
Evil on earth is ungodly
We need to cleanse the world
We are the best of the best
We are the police of the world
The world gave us the mandate
When you have a gun
I see you as the evil one
I have a duty to protect
All the others
But who will protect me?

I then see from yonder
Faces of the children, of women
Of girls, of boys, of fathers
From America, Iraq, Iran,
Kenya, Darfur, Afghanistan,
Of Congo, I mean everywhere
I turn my head, they are crying
They are mourning, they are bleeding,
Is this the peace?
I was promised,
Is this the good life?
I was promised?
I keep on wandering
But even before I finish
I hear a spy plane,
I hear a war plane,
I hear a bulldozer
My house roof is down
My room is down,
I hear,……..
What was that?
Well the world police are passing
Don’t look
For you will be a suspect
A militant suspect
And justice will be met on you
Even before trial
You shall be bombed
You shall be …….
Hey don’t
Say that aloud
You are not to speak
For you don’t have aright to
This world has its owners
They are the gods of the world
They are free from sin
They preach peace
They have a strong army
That can crash
With one finger
Their army it is said
Is guided by God
They can not go wrong
For they are holier than thou
We see them
We hear them
We fear them
They preach peace they act war



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Erick Ochieng Otieno

I was a student from Egerton University. I pursued a course leading to a BSc in Applied Aquatic Sciences. I believe that through writing, one can relieve a lot from the heart. Inspiration came from hearing and reading. Whoever said that you have to be an old one to communicate issues of policies, did not consider that even a newborn communicates through its own way, "crying". I would like to communicate to the world all my thoughts; However minor they are, I believe they will go a great length to straighten or strengthen a policy or two somewhere and I shall have contributed to the well being of the world. How noble that is, it is for my worthy readers to let me know. So what do you think? Tell me anytime. Bye and have a nice reading.
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