Will we overcome?

by Anne Howe

The bow is bent
The sky is rent
By arrow sent across the sky
To shoot the brother in the eye
Greater the pleasure if he should die

Caring not which brother it be
The archer’s blind and cannot see
That all are born to live and love
Innocent as that ‘holy dove’

Where then, did it all go wrong?
Where now Bob Dylan and his song?

It seems as if the eternal plan
Falls now within the grasp of man

Ban the bomb, oh ban the bomb
Consider Gallipoli and the Somme
And Bali’s people and Twin Towers
We use for evil our intelligent powers

Is the answer really ‘blowing in the wind'?


Posted on 01/02/2003
Copyright © 2020 Anne Howe

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Katerina T Nix on 01/02/03 at 11:05 PM

Telling man not to play with bombs etc. is like telling a curious child not to play with matches. The more you say no, the more they want it. The worst part is they honestly believe they have a good cause. I hear your message loud and clear. great read. Kat. :)

Posted by Christina Bruno on 01/03/03 at 11:04 PM

this is beautiful, truly

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/04/03 at 12:34 AM

A superb poem for our times Anne. Although I haven't heard from Bob Dylan recently, I did catch a documentary on Tony Bennett, and I sure wish we had him in the White House, or even better running the world. He had so much love and wisdom that made perfect sense. Sadly, the world isn't quite as simple. It's the thought that counts though. :o)

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/06/03 at 01:26 AM

perhaps we will never know the answers to these wonderfully posed questions even though we fatigue ourselves in searching.

Posted by Kalikala Smith on 04/21/04 at 03:57 AM

this is very eloquently put... and no, the answer is seldom blowin in the wind...

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