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icebox
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in the shadows

0 posted 2004-06-17 06:04 PM



I wish
the world stood for me straight
and clean without mean streets,
white sheets of hatred
tucked away in bitter hearts,
pancake made-up politicians' greed
offering bigotry disguised as social welfare,
social workfare,
social life scare,
medi-doesn't-care,
"...if you vote for me,
I'll throw money at you,
but just be good stupid voters
because I don't really care..."
fare;
politicians
comfortable choosing
who to kill
still stand polished,
sowing voters' oats
in slickly tailored workmen's coats
hastily thrown over multi-thousand dollar suits,
as if we're all too dumb to see
the shabby sleight of hand
when suddenly the work coat disappears
and their cutes are brought out on demand.

I wish
I could look at all the pretty shades
of human skin and smile,
without needing first,
to turn down the volume in my head
recorded in my childhood
by voices
thought long dead
which live on in programmed memory,
to put away the sins
of burning crosses
flaming rage,
hasty ropes and trees blasphemed
with obscene decorations
of played out human hatred,
the rank despair of bombed out buildings
where human hope wished
only to gather in peace to play,
to sing
and pray to whatever they needed to call god
in their normal human way,
the stumbling search for understanding,
without demanding anything
except the freedom to choose life
without carrying the burden
of someone else's lie.

I wish
I could see promise
in a world again
with the clarity
of a newborn's eye.

©2004 by icebox

© Copyright 2004 icebox - All Rights Reserved
Martie
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1 posted 2004-06-17 06:29 PM


icebox

May you burn the bad and keep the good!  

Susan
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walking the surreal
2 posted 2004-06-17 09:47 PM


This is a very powerful write.  I truly believe that change begins one heart at a time, within ourselves.  And from our gift of love to others, the love will grow.  Yes, there is hope.  Don't forget the good hearted people who don't seem to warrant the media's spotlight.  I am reading works currently by the Dalia Lama.  If you want to know what the face of goodness looks like, pick up one of his books.  It's inspiring.

Heart hugs to you -- Susan

The whole of the Universe resides within each individual heart.

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3 posted 2004-06-17 10:04 PM


"I wish
I could see promise
in a world again
with the clarity
of a newborn's eye."

Oooh I'm with you poet sir.
So much going on in the world today.
Very thought provoking write.
Well done.
Hugs~

Something tugs at me, I've no doubt of that.
Something from the sea, whichever one I'm near.
When I stray too far from beachland, it calls me back

iliana
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4 posted 2004-06-18 12:48 PM


"I wish
I could see promise
in a world again
with the clarity
of a newborn's eye."

If only.....  Icebox, every line in this poem was .... unbelievably potent ... I read it outloud .... WOW, do those words punch when you hear them!  Terrific social poem, and without question, too true.  I'm asking for new eyes, new ears, new mouth, new heart, new feel....maybe I'll get it!   ....jo

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5 posted 2004-06-18 01:57 AM


I don't think I have ever stopped more reading a poem.  It was not because it didn't "work," but because it did!  I had to pause with the occasional, "me too," or a "here, here."  I had to stop to re-wind my pre-programmed mind in parts that were in sync with your images (the ones that make me most angry,) then I had to read it again, and finally as Jo said, out loud, to give it the punch it deserved.  Well done, poet sir.

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passing shadows
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displaced
6 posted 2004-06-18 04:52 AM


keeper
Kevo
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7 posted 2004-06-18 05:05 AM


Such a powerful poem with a message of utmost importance.  A message that I stand in agreement with.  I live in a place where they just took the "stars & bars" out of the courthouse two years ago.  A place where, during the Rodney King riots, the Black Panthers and the KKK met in protest at the courthouse steps.  A place, where in 1861 they lowered the national colors and raised the stars and bars and recruited for the milita.  With that said, however, my stepson is half-black and I thought I would run into problems here but to the contrary everyone has been incredibly accepting of him.  I expected to see burning crosses in the front yard, instead I'm visiting with the parents of his white girlfriend.  I nearly judged a book by its cover but realized that I live in an incredibly diverse and accepting environment, contrary to the history of the courthouse.  This does not mean that your poem doesn't touch me.  It does, in a most profound way.  It is very close to me.  Your words warm my spirit in a way that lifts my entire being above the clouds.  Sorry for the long post.  I loved the write.

Kevin

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8 posted 2004-06-18 05:24 AM


... very to the point, my friend, a point in which I quite agree.  Me though, I'm ALWAYS going to see the clarity in that new-born's eye, even if I have to beat myself up to do so - Hope is the promise in that clarity, and I'll never give up Hope (or I don't think so, anyway).
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9 posted 2004-06-18 10:43 AM


nice
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10 posted 2004-06-18 05:28 PM


..it's amazing how much we can't see with our eyes.
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