The Next Poem
Looking for a fabulous aphorism
to shock and awe
every wave of energy
all sentient beings
who walk or are rooted
urging us all to think
and fill in the blanks here.
When human conscience
is reduced to how to win
as though staying alive
is not enough—what will we
create?
What songs will we sing
who will we love
and how can we protect them?
Where is the over-riding metaphor
when the gods we worship
don’t live here?
Wow! Love this! So lyric, so clear.
ReplyDeleteThanks May. And thanks for your poetry too.
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