(Abu Ghraib)

The girl walks out rejected;
and sits across a sandbag,
her hand is in her hair.

With a tear in her eye she screams:
"Notorious desert prison!
why must you reject me so?"

Another man begins his yelling,
"MY flesh and blood!
yet still I could not go!"

A group begins to gather,
Outside the gates and doors.

Greiving their innocent relatives,
and screaming out united calls:

"oh notorious Abu Ghraib,
must it be written on the wall?"

Dedicated to Chikitita
by luke(y) Skinner 21/04/06 (edited 27/06/06)

The Terrorist (The Nun)

A blank face with a black veil;
a terrorist nun.

Stopped by security,
and now she’s screaming:

“I’m no Muslim son!”

“Sorry my dear, I must still search you-”
The man replies in time.

“Whether Christian, Muslim, Hindu or Jew;
religions have extremists.

So why should anyone ever trust you?”

“You can’t”- the nun replies,
her teeth gleaming in a wicked smile:

“God awaits me at the gates,
and I shall walk within!”

Pulling back her habit,
her plan exposed-
and she runs on screaming:

"JUDGEMENT HAS come"

A shot to the head ends her life,
the number of injured- nine,
the number of dead is eight.

by Luke(y) Skinner,
last edited 27/06/06

The Final Dance

A decision you've reached this time it's true,
the world's upside down and feeling quite blue;
But frowns can swing and the air smells' nice
everything could change,
with but one roll of the dice.

Intellectuals debate it- the state our world is in,
But to fix it all just throw greed in the bin.

Smile to one another, rejoyce in the loves we share;
remember family, friends and all those who care.
Else waste your life, fill it with hatred and greed,
but to whome will you turn, when you are in need?

Unity allowed us to help one another,
but your choices divide us all.

Your time draws near- this is your chance:
the worker or the devil; with whome shall you dance?

By Luke(y) Skinner in 2003, edited 22/6/06
dedicated to politicians across the globe; particularly in Iraq.

The Gate 17/12/03 (edited 19/6/06)

Oh so good to feel complete
so great to know that life is sweet;
To burn a candle and watch its' light.
To run down a highway and then take flight.

I've stepped away from where I live,
and now I know I've much to give.
The world is like one huge sports field,
team-work and friendship; the force you yield.

To save this place from its' fate,
we fight this war against all hate.
Look to the skies then you will see,
open your eyes friends are your key.

The key you need at heavens gate,
so right your wrongs; its not to late.
So remind somebody they are your mate,
so fight this war, against the hate.

Go do it now no need to wait.!!!

By Luke(y) Skinner

I need you now more than ever.
This poem is not a riddle
it's just clever.

To make you happy;
my whole life I will endevour.
Because I never...

want to hear you say goodbye.

by Luke(y) Skinner 8/6/06
4 Georgia Almond