(This is a song I wrote for Poetry Against The War Day on Wednesday! I performed this as part of the festivities at the University of Colorado, which I was inspired it write it upon a visit to an American Muslim community center to console with those there and to offer them comfort during the trauma in the world, and he shared with me a traumatic vision which now I weaved together with my thoughts! )
Haashim's Song By: Noah Eaton 3/5/03
A young boy Steps out onto his front porch Swears he saw the ghost of Badr Shaker Staring through the bars at the local prison Where he saw Jaikour crumbling down in flames Said "So now I've seen it all, In a city without rain!"
"Two balconies From which the moonlight recedes" Implode from these houses Where the soil is soaked with the blood of the Hadith This waste land Is never how it used to be And there seems to be no sign Of God's designated repository
Haashim, close your eyes Blind them so you can't see The big red schism Bleeding upon these streets Haashim, close your eyes Blind them so you can't see The big red schism Bleeding upon these streets
Books in the libraries Dilapidating through each day Ever since these sanctions Tarnished the embargo in this place With philosophers fingerprints Etched on the corners Perishing with their mortality Lying in their graves without slumber
In every speechless Imam And each undisciplined shaykh He can see the cancer Rendered deep in their colorless thoughts Breakfast table Without a pitcher of milk And his mother lying sick in bed Suffering from malnutrition, her eyes stinged with helpless guilt
Haashim, close your eyes Blind them so you can't see The big red schism Bleeding upon these streets Haashim, close your eyes Blind them so you can't see The big red schism Bleeding upon these streets
When he sees his people Ascertaining each others identity He can't believe THAT NO ONE RECOGNIZES EACH OTHER ANYMORE APPARENTLY
Haashim, close your eyes Blind them so you can't see The big red schism Bleeding upon these streets Haashim, close your eyes Blind them so you can't see The big red schism Bleeding upon these streets HAASHIM, CLOSE YOUR EYES Blind them so you can't see The big red schism Bleeding upon these streets Haashim, close your eyes Blind them so you can't see The big red schism Bleeding upon these streets...
"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."
Shakira
[This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (03-07-2003 01:21 PM).]
Full of heart and soul...a well sung song! Thank you for sharing your sense of social consciousness--and shedding light on things we do not see...
Peace be with you and yours, Linda
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2posted2003-03-0702:50 PM
Straight from the heart, Noah. Yes, I too want to close my eyes.
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3posted2003-03-0704:51 PM
Noah you continue to inspire with the beauty of your words. Thank you. Eric
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4posted2003-03-0704:57 PM
Noah, I am so proud of you for this outstanding work. God bless you for speaking out!
Hugs, Marti
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5posted2003-03-0802:30 PM
Noah this is truly beautiful and heartfelt, keep up the good writing.
Emma
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6posted2003-03-0803:07 PM
Noah, you always do excellent work. Your graphics add so much to it, too...still wish I could put pictures on here..
"Love makes the world go around" ~with love and hugs from Ethel__GG~
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7posted2003-03-0806:02 PM
Enjoyed the spirit of this Noah...James
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8posted2003-03-0806:05 PM
Very heartfelt work here Noah. Very much enjoyed it.
Cold hands means a warm heart
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9posted2003-03-0806:08 PM
"Suffer the little children to come unto me" This is very touching Noah. hugs, Chris
"Hope" is the thing with feathers- that perches in the soul....
-Emily Dickinson
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10posted2003-03-0806:42 PM
liked this
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11posted2003-03-0807:41 PM
Noah this is a very compassionate and beautiful poem. In getting to know each other, in sharing feelings, lies the secret to PEACE. Thank you. God bless you. Love, Margherita
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12posted2003-03-0902:50 AM
Just excellent like your others.
Sometimes Love is like awkward poetry, the words may not be just right but when love comes freely from the heart the message sings!
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