Blinding Light
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
We sometimes forget we have choices, even though they are causal in nature
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Blinding Light
We discovered them
There's a place
We all know it
Main street America
That place where
Deals are done by them
Innocents become guilty
Trials are tried
We learned about them
This place that starts early
Schools short of everything
Lined paper
Pencils with erasers
Full length crayons
Chalk stubs
No sticks
While administrators laugh
All the way to the bank
We tried them
That place of the first job
The first date
The first car
The first seduction
We enticed them
Some found the glitter place
Where 3 piece suits
Came from Brooks Bros.
Not J.C. Penny
Where 2 martini lunches
Boded well the norm
Trumping yesteryear's
Big Macs and cokes
We joined them
Where going home
Meant driver driven
Doorman opened
Gilded elevator ascent
Retreating to glass enclosed
Marble floored
24 hr surround-life
Our own delusions
Our own voice
Our own mirrored image
Our own terraced view
Some
Looked out
Some
Looked skyward
Some
Looked down
Thirty-eight floors below
The everyday people
The ones making possible this dreamer's mold
This insulated veneer
The platinum exterior
Covering...
Blinding light?
Look away
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And my vision has improved with each passing year.
Ron's
do we think we are now illuminati? Do we confuse outer light
with inner or settle for outer because we know no better?
Again, Odin, as in previous recent work your lines
are short sharp shocks, uncompromising jabs of truth;
i sense you feel this deeply and you certainly impart
the intensity to this appreciative reader.
john
budd