Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 15 (KIND) This week, it’s the B rhyme line.

Welcome to the Décima Poetry Challenge. Each week we’ll be attempting a Décima, also known as an Espinela, poem, set by our gracious host Ronovanwrite’s.

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Mankind

What is the measure of our lives
Not caring of our type or kind
Keeping ourselves only in mind.
Selfish thoughts are all that us drives
We ignore and avert our eyes
Not a care for those who struggle
Ignore the poor in their huddle
Strip nature of all her riches
Waste water leaving dry ditches.
Mankind leaves nothing but muddle.

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Jus JoJan :23/01/14 Mae and Polar Bear.

Out  the demons came, evil incarnate

Our Heroes held their line  hoping death was not their fate.

Stand your ground cried Ewen wait until you smell their breath

Do your best to sever their heads men it is the only way they will meet their death.

The winter Queen had her polar  bears at the ready

She cautioned Mae  to cling to Vlad and to fire her arrows steady!

Mae cried I am ready now to fight for my father’s honest name.

I swear I shall right all the wrong  and restore this land again!

The winter Queen threw off  her cloak and and waved her sword on high.

Mae  clung on to Vlad and followed her into battle screaming “Victory for  my kind or  I die.

The Battle raged day and night the demons never tired.

No sooner were the demons chopped down  more of them were sired!

Sword on shield, arrow on shield Blood and skin on the battle field.

Then  Just as they thought  nothing could  get worse

The Evil witch of  the East  sent  her evil dragons out like a curse!

On and on they came one after the other getting  larger and and  more fierce.

They waded into the Humans and the fairies killing them their screams the dawn  did pierce.

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MusicalTheme: Humans.

Now  please  don’t tell Bear, Eva,  Deborah  or Johnny  that I am running so late with this post on humans ! I do have excuses but you don’t need to hear them!

Right  then shall we start! 

Firstly  I wanted to put up Bjork’s Human because it is one of my favourite songs and  videos sadly it has  been used so I am posting  a Japanese cover  by Hajime Chitose close your eyes and it could be Bjork  ……. Open  your eyes it could be Bjork!  (*_*) 

Now what makes humans  different  from  practically all animals……… they have sex  for fun  and not because their  bodies tell them too , well not all the time. 

This  song needs no explantion……….. No it does not!  Forgivness  maybe  but not explanation ! The Bloodhound  Gang  , The Bad touch

So what do we do  that animals don’t :  we lie , we cheat  and hurt.

We hurt each other  we fight wars  and hurt our  children 

We abuse our own children, even in  the most evolved  societies. 

PLEASE BE AWARE , UPSETTING AND GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND CONTENT. THE PHOTOS ARE FROM THE INTERNET AND ARE NOT ABUSED CHILDREN AS FAR AS I KNOW.

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INVISIBLE

Invisible that what they called her

Invisible , she is dead now, is that fair.

Everyday  the nice  lady came

She knew,  she did, she heard her use her name.

Evie is asleep her mother carelessly said

Yes Evie is asleep…..Pour Evie was dead.

Lucky was she  if she got the scraps

She was so thirsty  her lips were just chaps.

Frightened each day out of sight she hid

At school no one took notice of the things she did.

Evie  was wasting away  before everyone’s eyes

Stealing from bins, sleeping in class no  one heeding her cries.

Up in her room cowering in the dark

Storming up the stairs, again his hands leave  a mark.

Whimpering and shivering  no point to make a sound

Evie  does not want attention,praying not to be found.

The pain  from his cigarette burns make her want to cry

Cold, tired hungry this child prayed to die.

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http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/x/concept-neglected-child-6719472.jpg

He is always tired, dozing in class  and accident  prone

His parents are the perfect couple , how is he at home.

He is so clumsy covered in cuts and bruises

Mummy only feeds him  when she chooses.

Daddy can’t stand him so he keeps out of sight

It is better that way, Mummy can’t protect him she has given up the fight.

His teacher is worried the child is so thin

Just look at those bruises, he is nothing but bone and skin.

Talk in the staffroom , what can be done

You need to be careful no one will back you if you get it wrong.

To hell with the rules she can’t stand watching this anymore

So she calls the police and the headmistress and tells them what she saw.

Visits are made every week can we see James . No he’s asleep!

Little James can hear this help , but to get down from the cupboard  is too big a leap.

James is away with his nanny you see

Having fun at the seaside, in the sun running free.

He is too tired, and too hungry to cry

He is invisible , and invisible he will die.

https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/10/09/invisible/

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But we can be good we help each other and we can care , most of us do care and do help. 

 

Death by Aid

Tiny little fingers in the dust, huge eyes so sad begging for your crust. You are so hungry you need it for you but this is your child, who you can’t deny, true?

Hunger gnawing at your bones like cancer spreading fast. You worry if you’ll be strong enough to find water, as what you have just will not last.

No one is going to help you, your sons and daughters gone for soldiers.These two left will escape that fate as they will not grow much older. Your milk dried up, your belly empty. It hurts so much to walk but walk you must, you can’t stop. The baby at your breast has long since ceased  crying. This sweet young child clinging to your skirt is dying.

Where is the help  that was promised where is the aid that you need. You have walked days now with no hope of helping your children not even to feed. The baby needs medicine the western doctors dispense  you have to flee from your home just were is the sense.

War at your left side famine at your right , politicians and corrupt leaders uncaring of your plight. Had you stayed they would of killed you or worse …OH! my poor children your birth is your curse.

Standing at the top of the hill you can see a straggling encampment a red cross flag flying still. You put down the baby his soul already flown to your husbands arms now, at least not alone. You need to rest  but your aim is in reach . You lay in the dust next to your babes, close your eyes  just ignore the flies.

Tiny little fingers in the dust , huge eyes so sad finally closed. Where is  the help that was promised where is the aid.War on your left side famine at your right they no longer threaten you Death has arrive to erase your plight.

https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2011/08/06/278/

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But it is still happening, isn’t it . Many say that is life that is the human lie………. Is it really.

Well I suppose I should finish on a happy note……….. Let  me see Humans are always hopeful . So lets have  a couple of songs of hope. Firstly a song  from the Decemberists . Sons  and Daughters. As I hear this song  after  either  a huge war or a huge calamity those that are left  get together to start again . I love this  song  and this a beautiful human video!

Now  I am finishing  with some  advice  the best I have ever had! “Better Get To Livin’ ” When I was at the lowest  edd of my recent  life I came across this wonderful video . Obviously  made  by a lovely young man, who I hope is well happy  and living  a good life taking Dolly Parton’s advice 

Goodness this lad his smile and Dolly’s  words have saved me more than once!!

Okay  sorry this was not my usual entree  but  love hugs  and good vibes to you all !! Oh! and yes  BETTER GET TO LIVIN!

PLEASE  CHECK THE OTHERS OUT !

Bear:         We Begin             http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/music-themes-human-beings-on-earth/

Bear:         We Continue       http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/music-themes-human-beings-of-earth-we-continue/

Eva:           What is human   http://47whitebuffalo.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/human-what-is-that-being-a-theme-essay-with-musical-side-effec ts/

Deborah:  The Humans       http://myriad234.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/music-theme-for-november-13-the-humans/#comment-755

Johnny:     Everything           http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/everything-human-music-theme-111313/

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