He held his breath
Choking but he tried
They need not know
the inside of his heart
He held it back
No it should not go to his head
Tried as he might to understand
He couldn’t
They went against
agreed conventions
Only that he knew
Only that he knew
There were no fighters seen
They were not fighters
These were civilians
These were civilians
Just kids barely into their teens
Or just babies who cried when smacked
But instead bombs rained on them
They never knew what hit them
They would have wanted to wake up
It was a dream, a psychedelic dream
With lots of brilliant colors explosions and heat
"Make it a dream and wake up
Open your eyes it is just a dream
A psychedelic dream"
A psychedelic dream"
No they could not!
Others could not make them
Others could not make them
Others could not make them out either
They were there
They were there
They were among the debris
No they were the debris
Together with human parts strewn of their
parents, grandparents and neighbors
They would have wanted to wake up
They would have wanted to wake up if it were a dream..unfortunately, this is reality for some in other parts of the world. A powerful poem Hank..
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DeleteHow nice! #1 today
DeleteAt my bay!
This is a heartbreaking write... So close to what's going on in Gaza Strip... They would have wanted to wake up... a powerful line...
ReplyDeletestrong words - when the image of blood stops haunting us, it will be a dire time.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of your most powerful poems that I have read so far, Hank - ardent and intense, heartrending and anguished, sensitive and emotive. Wonderful writing!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ma'am,
DeleteIt comes from the heart
Powerful poem extremely well written Hannk.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
pretty sad the collaterral damage...kept thinking of the downed airline....and those that are not fighters that are forced into having to, just to survive
ReplyDeleteThat one really hits an emotional nerve. Especially the part about the bodies being the debris.
ReplyDeleteReality is very harsh most times
ReplyDeleteCan't even imagine having to live through such things
ReplyDeleteThis is an amazing write. Reality is often so much worse than the worst of nightmares.
ReplyDeleteSO TRUE..and..so sad..a nightmare is true..a dream of peace..
ReplyDeleteis so so far away..
The gods are devils
and
the
devils
are
man!
and
yes
sometimes
wo
mEn
too!
but the cure to this..
is simply
human being
ONE
unconditional
sacred
GOLDEN
RULE
OF
LOVE
FOR
ALL
TRUE
ONCE
AGAIN!
BEFORE
THE
'APPLE'
OF
SEPARATION!
living
oNE
WITH
NATURE
IN
THE
HEAVEN
OF
NOW!
TRUE
2
ONCE AGAIN
AN OLD WORLD ORDER
IS
NEW!
"They were the debris."
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite poem of yours ever!
Thanks Ma'am!
Deletethis bought tears inmy eyes..i cry for all those lost souls..beautiful Hank..loved it:)
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