Rise Higher

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: War and Military  |  House: Booksie Classic
I am not sure that this is such a good poem, but I wrote it anyway in the wake of the London Bridge attack, signalling the first of three in such a short space of time. This poem will represent someone elses feelings more than it represents my own, which isn't a bad thing, but this poem did not come from my heart in the sense of the love and the passion I put into it.

The use of "rise higher" is literal, metaphorical and ironic, and done so on purpose. To rise literally higher on a moral basis is the right thing to do, and metaphorically, the image of the dead "rise higher" to heaven (except the terrorists, as I wrote about in my poem "Terror"), but there is also irony in that this idea of rising higher won't prevent the attacks, which is really what we need to focus on. There is nothing wrong with caring after the attacks take place, and I do too, but at that point - and this is my point - it's too late, and nothing we seem to be doing is helping to prevent the same atrocity from happening again. More than anything, I, though merely a teenager, am so utterly furious at watching my people die in front of me to such an illegitimate cause. It is that frustration I try to express in this poem through anger, remorse, and mockery/irony. I don't want to offend anyone by doing so, and sorry if I do. I am not one of those people that doesn't care about terror attacks. It angers and upsets me immeasurably - a pain that the innocent always have to suffer.

How you enjoy all the same. Sorry for that long explanation, I fell like this is very a much a poem that will be either not understood, or misunderstood.

Submitted: June 06, 2017

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Submitted: June 06, 2017



A terrible atrocity, several times

Committed against this great country.

By a deluded people for a corrupt ideology

Who, for civilised blood, are hungry.


The temptation to be angry is far greater

Than that which may ever be comprehended.

But we are better than those murderers

And understand that this must be ended.


But the unity among us is far greater

Than that of this death cult.

And the losses, while needless and tragic

Are not our fault.


We will not be defeated by this,

We are not afraid!

But we do have to stand and fight.

Enough life has been paid.


But not through the sound of war drums

Nor the sound of gunfire

Will we win. We shall remain united

And rise higher.


This is an ideological battle

Against an enemy we cannot see

One for which we must have strength

For our overall victory.


So that we need not lose more innocent

Lives in this to the illegitimate idea

But never forget those innocent that fell.

Those who now rise higher. 

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