Image: Monument commemorating
civilian casualties during WW2 (here)
Choka - comprises 5/7 syllable couplets
and to end with an extra seven-syllable line
Hate is a portent
element lying dormant
It gleefully waits
To unleash its ugly head
Triggered off with words
Often ends with violence
Once released it will
survive with life of its own
Funny enough that
many find it amusing
It thrives in twisted
minds claiming a victory
If only they had
to experience the carnage
that they had themselves started
For MLMM's B&P’s Shadorma &
Beyond - to write a choka and
Sanaa's Prompt Nights's - hate’s a
parasite that rots the soul
Your last stanza says is so well... I wonder how different things would be, if the ones spreading the hate-filled bloodshed had to suffer the devastation they cause, on their own flesh and bones, before they forced on someone else.
ReplyDeleteThis is such an electrifying poem Hank, indeed hatred sprouts anger which in turn leads to violence and destruction. Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support.
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
I think you are right Hank violence often doesn't seem real until we experience it ourselves - let's hope that does not become to wide an experience
ReplyDeleteYep, sure leads the way for an even worse display.
ReplyDeleteSurvives on its own because it doesn't take much to feed it.
ReplyDeleteyes 'if only' that was done it would serve them right...
ReplyDeleteI loved the choka and will note it to try myself one of these days....and I adore this poem...wow it leads the reader right to the bitter end of hate....and the scary thing about hate is that it has a life of its own devouring all in its path if we let it...well done!
ReplyDeleteIt is frankly horrifying to know that people think humor is found in hatred.
ReplyDeleteThank you Hank for this lovely reflection on an aspect of "change" that is often just a return to an earlier point in time and no change at all. Bastet
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