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A Poem by seriouspoet

Author: seriouspoet
Created: January 03, 2018 at 06:14 pm
Upload Type: Poem, G (All)  
Category: Sad | General/Other | General/Other
Upload Stats: 5 Stars by 2 users with 2 comments and 109 views


Unlike my great grand parents
I was born far, far away
From the land of the rising sun
My birthplace is the country
Whose symbol Is the beautiful maple leaf
I am truly a Canadian
But I was thrown into an internment camp
And all my possessions were plundered
Even though I worked my ass off
Paid my taxes
Never broke any laws
None of this mattered
Because Pearl Harbour lay in ruins
And the Judas authorities deemed me
An enemy alien
For this utter betrayal
They gave me a measly reperation cheque 
A lifetime later
Which I tore up
The pieces blew away in the wind
Of a savage storm that was approaching
Like the day I was rounded up
It was cold to an unbearable degree
And the heavy rain poured like tears
Especially when I was squeezed into a livestock room
With hundreds of others
I was forced to live here as if I was subhuman

Last Modified: January 03, 2018 at 06:15 pm
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Comments & Reviews ( X 3)

January 06, 2018
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Evokes a lot of emotion
This poem evokes a lot of emotion and it is very powerful because it is an outcry against injustice. The poem seems to speak of a peaceful life that was rudely interrupted by tragedy which though the persona was not involved in causing, caused the persona to be treated as though he was. It seems that the persona's ancestral roots trace to another race different from the country he lived in at the time so the poem does have some suggestions of racism related to the persona's suffering. The poem concludes with a theme that suggests that no amount of money can undo the pain caused by injustice.

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January 04, 2018
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The horrors of war and how even supposed good guys turn so savage. The Brits, the Canadians, the Americans are the leaders of the west yet in our treatment of aboriginals, blacks, and Japanese descendants leave a horrid taste to those of us who want a world that is in harmony. Your write is necessary. I hope people take the time to read it.

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