He stood there with his banner in protest,
wanting no more of his people to die.
But the militiaman guarding the building
fired his gun and he took his last sigh.
Why do people stand there in protest
with others who are of the same mind?
And why did the man fire his weapon
and kill a citizen with whom his name rhymed?
The politics go round and gets nowhere
while poor people have to queue just for bread.
And as long as the ones with the guns hold the cards
in that place DEMOCRACY is dead!
The militiaman was beaten to death by a mob
as the media filmed it, we’re depressed.
The man, he lay broken in the rubble and mess
nothing changed in the continuing unrest.
©Joe Wilson – The Pointlessness of This Kind of Death 2014
2 thoughts on “The Pointlessness of This Kind of Death”
Very meaningful blog. Some deaths only the person who is dead can determine whether it was “worth it” Have a wonderful weekend. Hugs, Barbara
You’re very kind. Thank you. Warm thoughts to you.