SOMEWHERE HUMANITY CRIES
by Ali Khaghani
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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SOMEWHERE HUMANITY CRIES
To the dire cries of our children
To the White man’s laughter as he
Raped and slaughtered our wives, our
Daughters, stripping away our pride
I upon that faithless night laid my head
To the sacred ground; on the blood and
Tears dampen soil, to see him against me
Stand; my body shivered with anxious rage
Torn lifeless; raped and battered lump
Laid her precious corpse on my back, yet
I slept for to have fought that night, I’d
Been slaughtered like a fool without a tribe
I couldn’t stand to hear the suffering souls
Her life ran from her in a warm red stream
Of love; they had taken from her more than
I slept for many thousands of Moons
I would not be denied, slept to emerge and
Rise again from the depths of the land
Ascending mother earth’s naval, in solitude
I’ve kept to kill, as today I rose with
Murder in my eyes
My earth-roots firmly planted, an
Offspring of the old woman patience and
The old man wisdom; a man who’s walked
The sand and soil of these parallel worlds
Whole and complete, I dreamt his death
Through-out my sleep
Awakened today to find my loved ones
Neither here nor hither, alas recalled by
My tears, as tonight only Iyatayaepana
Shall rule the darkened skies, for
The fiercely beloved Jaguar woman has
Promised upon my victory to boost me up
So that I may climb the sky ladder to beyond
And reach unto heaven, embracing the
Ones I love
I prayed; as she set a flame Saturn’s seven
Phoenix, they rose and took to the air
Across the blood red sky; flames covered the
Air from one horizon to the other
Then in the distant they came as one, a giant
Flames burnt bright upon remembrance
Day to light my way; flames burned all
Throughout the night
She honored me with the Jaguar shield
My eyes watched her in disbelief; here
She stands before me, the woman giving
Life to all that lives, the one to deliver death
Unto all those who perish
We sang and danced the sacred rites; waking
An army of dead as the night began to fall
They rose and hailed me; I declared
“Today we reciprocate for their injustice
Their sins we will remunerate without mercy
With no remorse at heart; for tonight
Vengeance is my name”.
Copyright ©2001 Ali Khaghani
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|Reviewed by jude forese
|vengence only destroys our sanctity but it's intent is understandable ...
well-defined, and crafted poem ...
|Reviewed by Larry Rochelle
|Yes, humanity cries, and all the pain is felt. Thank you for this soulful search.|
|Reviewed by na na (Reader)
|Ali, the feelings in the poem are understandable; as is the desire for revenge. But fulfillment and retribution for what happened will not lezve a good feeling in the pit of ones stomach. It is a tragedy that we all think the same thing. "Vengence is mind sayeth the Lord."
But when the hurt we receive (for the dead feel no pain) or even know what happened ... makes us feel the outrage in our hearts, and we act on that outrage, we lose even when we win. It makes no sense to give the same as we get. The outrage and vengence is never good for our souls. It only satiates our bloody lusts. But being human like you, I would feel the same, and act the fool; for one is never wise with a weapon in hands to do mayhem with. Bill Murray
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
heart shattering write, indeed--the world going to rot for sure.
wasn't it God who said, "vengence is mine?" as humans, we're sure doing His job for Him, aren't we? sad...
powerful, thought provoking piece--thank you for sharing--
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|such a heart shattering piece, ali; war or terrorism is so prevelent in this world today! such a sad state of affairs! i pray for peace, every day!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :( >tears <
thanks for your kind review on my poem; now it is your turn to get reviewed!