Analysis of Within these times of wars
Within these times of war
Silence of its terrors calling
Children play within their laughter
Now recedes in cries of torture
Screeching whistles scrap metal clusters
In murderous heat of summers day
rage of violence within helpless calls
Through key less iron cages
lines of wire lie still bleeding
in scorching white light distilling
sterile jungles of urban blight
cranked up gears screech across
the landscape
drumbeat rhythms of war machines
humming
between mindless rituals of
marching boots
amidst the crumbling amber's
On the chess board of the world
masters of wars play their
games
spinning their webs through
the years waiting for
moments to attack
with control of hearts and minds
and the use of endless fear
without the knowledge of its cause
the people do their bids
in the decadence of interests made
profits wrenched from bleeding stones
corporate wars that’s done their bids
vended contracts with pockets filled
Shinning teeth behind their smirking grins
controlling regions of the world
for commodities that heats the world
greasing gears and greasy palms
in paths they tread
will leave the earth all but dead
bleeding suns of birds of prey
clusters draped of metal clay
sharp as razors fly through air
that end up all that’s in their way
chlorine clouds rise from trenches hid
acids burn the flesh it touches
make shift tents with crosses red
amidst the filth and blood
overcrowded understaffed in desperate
need of utensils needed
where cities stood before
tantric bridges of broken spires
columns crumbled in dusted rubble
deserted soundless echoes expanded
lonely streets tell their tales
between the barren landscapes of sleeping nights
broken bells rusting in the wind
voices silenced in the dawn
crumbled asphalt near bloody rivers
dreams of peace within the rage
Wilted slowly across the plain
callused glazed over eyes lay bare
wandering wonderers roam the streets
with forced migrations across
the seas across new lands
unwanted unwelcomed
into the camps they go
some left dying upon
the sandy shores
born within the broken rubble
elders dream of days before
shopping at the open markets stores
life amidst the living dead
where nothing grows and birds sing
no more
dusted shadows grey
pale blistering screeching light
in the modes of its destruction's
amidst the logic of decay
within the algebra of endless wars
rants of shouting screaming killings
archaic distortions fermented
hatreds used to validate the callings
within the armies of the dead and dying
slain blood lettings of generations
opened graves doors for all
that’s there in
shattered earth now lain bare
from deep within the human id
deep wounds hidden and needs never filled
with time its healing just might come
peace lover’s ghosts
of peace brigades
within the silence of its peace
swords shall come to rest in
plough shares made
spirits call from calling winds
men of peace with holding hands
will come forward within courage needed
past tin men coming and men at arms
to where the bugle call to thunder
universal soldiers with
bleeding flags descending
parading chants that once were drumming
are now but dying screams
chilling sounds of terror calling
servants to its orders ordered
lowered now in cold wet earth
under stones and white beached crosses fading
comes the war to end all wars
In it’s never cumming's
father mother brother sisters all
here on earth where life is ending
Scheme | A BCCDEX XBBFGXXBXXC HIXXAX XXXJ KXJLXHHXMM EEIENX MOXO AXPOXXXXD XX IXGQXXXR PAR MBA EFDER XODBXSTI NLX XXXTKXQO XCXBBXBXXB RDSB |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 011111 10111010 10101110 10101110 101011010 010011101 1110001101 1111010 11101110 01011010 10101101 111101 01 1101101 10 01101001 101 01010010 1011101 101111 1 10111 01101 10101 1011101 0011101 01010111 010111 001001101 1011101 10011111 111101 11011101 01010101 101001101 1010101 0111 1101111 1011111 1011101 1110111 11111011 10111101 10101110 1111101 010101 10010010 1101010 110101 10101101 101001010 010110010 101111 0101011101 10110001 1010001 10111010 1110101 10100101 1110111 1001101 1101001 010111 010010 010111 111001 0101 10101010 1011101 101010101 1010101 1101011 11 1011 1100101 001111 01010101 0101001101 11101010 010010010 101110001 01010101010 1111010 101111 110 101111 11010101 111001101 11110111 1101 1101 01010111 111110 111 1011101 1111101 1110011010 111100111 110101110 010101 101010 010111010 111101 10111010 10111010 1010111 1010111010 1011111 01101 101010101 11111110 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 3,411 |
Words | 579 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 6, 11, 6, 4, 10, 6, 4, 9, 2, 8, 3, 3, 5, 8, 3, 8, 10, 4 |
Lines Amount | 111 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 148 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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