by Richard Vince
The pens have come to our hands again,
As they always do in times of need.
Even in childhood, I understood that
Something was wrong, even though
I did not know why.
Again, we are asking why the problem
Needs a solution if the solution
Is worse than the problem.
How we complicate things when
We give notions lives of their own;
When we try to make the world
Simple enough to understand it.
Perhaps this is what it is to be
Human: to take two steps back
For every one we take forward;
To spend so much of our lives
Learning how to live.
This is where dogma grows like a cancer:
Where the end is so complicated to achieve
That all we have is the means. I hope that
The pens will write not of alternative ways
To achieve the means, but of the end
That we have somehow forgotten.
These words are only a reminder of
What we must remember, but are
At least accompanied by that memory.
Posted on 03/17/2011
Copyright © 2022 Richard Vince
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Laura Doom on 03/18/11 at 10:55 AM|
Perhaps there are also circumstances in which two steps forward represent a step backwards? Simplification by arrogance is an example of dogma in action...
You've allowed the pens to release a stampede of provocative stock here Vince :>
|Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/18/11 at 06:43 PM|
I actually read those last three lines out loud. They were awfully damn good, sir. The whole thing was.
|Posted by Kristine Briese on 03/19/11 at 03:21 AM|
Your voice is direct and straightforward, with just the right amount of emotion added for flavor.
|Posted by Julie Adams on 03/19/11 at 05:10 PM|
I love this piece, how it talks to the humanity in us all, awesome! I love reading you, peace, jewels