MY POEM & THE INTRODUCTION

INTRODUCTION

My poem ‘The Bloody Playground’ is inspired by Naomi Shihab Nye’s ‘All Thing Not Considered’. It is about the war going on in a place (not specific) where everything was destroyed and killed. It is a point of view from a son/father/friend. What triggered the inspiration was because I am a fan of war poems. Not just poems but any literature works related to war.

THE BLOODY PLAYGROUND (By Farid Anuar)

Nothing was said, nothing was done

Dreams to be crushed and hopes to be shunned

Then came the hard head with a massive gun

Feeding them bullets just for the fun

Joyous cheers breaking the sound barrier

What is to be rejoiced when all is disappear?

When the Holy Book is already clear

Aren’t you supposed to love thy neighbor?

As I hold a handful of wet sand

Covered with red that came from a man

Bone house burnt to the last strand

Everything was taken and no ground to stand

As a soulless body falls into my arm

There’s no more smile to make you calm

No more hugs to keep you warm

Forget me not, as I love you mom

No mercy for the knelt plead

No turning back and forward we succeed

Two wishes for my budding seed

Be careful and Godspeed.