Ashes In The Wind
by Jerry W Andrews
Monday, October 27, 2003
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Battered bodies black and yellow, Work too hard-kill a fellow! Tunnels blown through virgin mountain, Bodies strewn 'long new-laid track, Drive to the west-don't look back. Steinbeck's Tom would understand Whispered prayers to foreign gods, But Tom is dead and gone, forgotten, Save by those of rarest kind, Lovers of the written word, Paramours of the curious mind. Man gives up other's lives and souls, To reach his greedy goals; Bloodied, bent and sacrificed to The god of Progress, holy word in Western tongue, blasphemous parody To some, whose ancestors were like Kindling thrown on the campfires by The rails, fuel soon consumed by Hungry purpose. Expendable they were, then Ashes in the wind.
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|Reviewed by Cles Wilson
|Jerry, I love this!!!|
|Reviewed by Susannah Carlson
|Very strong piece of writing.|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Powerful message. "Progress" continues so your write is as meaningful as ever. Thank you for this offering. Regis|
|Reviewed by Jerry Andrews
|Thanks for the kind reviews. I worked at this one awhile. I hope everyone knows Steinbeck's Tom Joad, the main character in Grapes of Wrath. If not, read it. The best novel I've read in my life. Jerry|
|Reviewed by Glenna Cancilla (Reader)
This is truly a wonderful write!
Keep up the great work.
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Soul touching write!|
|Reviewed by Carolyn Red Bear (The Bear Paw)
|Progress has taken it's toll! Great write.....
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|A gripping poem written with depth of feeling...made me think of the miners too so many jobs that keep humanity comfortable that we never think of, or give credit to. Well done!|
|Reviewed by Erica Ivory
|All for the sake growth... sometimes I wonder if we would be better living as my ancestors did. But who knows.. they worked themselves to death.. had no cures for common ailments.. Great write..Makes one think.. The lesser of two evils|
|Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
|Truly beautiful write. Lisa|
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Wow..Beautiful and stunning, I loved this, every single word,
|Reviewed by Taylor Trenton (Reader)
|This is amazing.|