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Must I Always Watch?
by Darren Swift
There was a time when I rippled your lands,
made the bedrock flow, defined continents.
I sit far away now, yet near enough to see;
to watch your follies, futilities, failures
as you struggle/strive to reach beyond me.
My pity has been endless as I've faced you;
my single eternal visage forced to endure
through millenia of tragedy. Earthquakes,
eruptions, tsunami, hurricanes, all noticed.
Not now, my tears cannot fall for you now.
Did you think I would not notice your actions?
Your murderous intentions against one another
in the name of the hidden ones heavened behind?
Ass jaw bones, sharpened sticks, steeled swords,
rifled barrels, poisoned gas, mushroomed clouds.
There was a time when I would like to return,
become one with the mother as when we started.
I wish for that no more, I shall merely watch
as the mother wipes clean her slate, starts anew,
not long now - your struggle/strife will end.
10/19/2006 Posted on 10/19/2006
Copyright © 2024 Darren Swift
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 10/19/06 at 08:45 AM If he could speak this is most likely what he would say.... |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 10/23/06 at 08:17 PM I had to read this several times, since I was so fascinated with it. And in doing so, I felt a conglomeration of emotions - sadness, mostly, that life has come to this kind of turn.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/25/06 at 04:27 PM Moving, thought provoking piece. I especially like this ring of this line: in the name of the hidden ones heavened behind?
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| Posted by Rusty C Arquette on 10/26/06 at 11:58 AM I've often said I'd be glad to give up my life to purge this world of human kind...maybe give the chickens a shot at it - Nicely done James! - RCat |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 10/29/06 at 02:30 PM So sad what the human race has done in its clamor/struggle for survival and in its greed and hate. You've captured much of it here very well and indeed a perspective of an omnipotent being which can be a real possibility. Well done. |
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