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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