Perchance One Day?
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
NYT – 8/21/13- Reported: “The Syrian government vociferously denied mounting any chemical attack, and its ally Russia accused Syrian rebels of launching a rocket with an unknown chemical agent that had caused civilian casualties, calling it a preplanned effort to accuse the government of President Bashar al-Assad of using chemical weapons.” Yeah, that makes a lot of sense, even though reported as the “ostensible” facts. Where the hell is the NYT editorial page that doesn’t have to pander to nothing but the facts, and can offer a “logical” opinion. In this case, WTF? Do Syrians and the Russians honestly believe any thinking person with an IQ in excess of the average Tea Party “suck up” would ever believe such nonsense? Seems we’re left with…
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Perchance One Day?
by Odin Roark
Pick your war
So long ago
Living by reason became paralyzed
Birds soared into reluctant retreat
Knowing this was not the nature they were born into
Souls chafed against destroyed landscapes
Like listless boats against moorings
Their piers desperately inviting closure
By any means
Yet
Habit of no identity
Continues to proliferate dominance over the innocent
Where guns infuse might
To make right the removal of…
Hopefully in the future
A glance from behind shattered windows
Will reveal an undulating live symbol of
Peoples
Countries
Ethnicities
All the glorious colors
A white flag unfurling proudly can display
Not as surrender
But as a pronouncement
“I am a human”
Such might invite a long awaited embrace
Perchance One day?
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Using biological and/or chemical weapons on helpless people is a most hienious and cowardly way to act. The truth will prevail in the end. The cowards usually come to a brutal end, but not before countless lives were lost under their misguided delusions of control.
Sometimes, it is difficult for a newspaper like the New York Times to verify the facts before they print them. However, when a newspaper is taken over by a political viewpoint, things change, and not for the better.
Ron
Your final line brings to mind the lines of a rarely quoted Malcolm Lowry poem: "Cain Shall Not Slay Abel Today on Our Good Ground"... "...those who longest should have met are safe in each others arms not too late..."
Your poem merits a place there among the pantheon of humanitarian literary giants as well... Thanks for sharing, Odin.
Roger
Roger
budd