Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Saturday, 24 March 2012

Dismemberment Opposed

Pulled and dragged, 
Tethered by the ropes of the four winds,
Peeling skin and bloodied bones-
And an innocence lost
There is only so much tolerable-
Enough, really is enough!
 Dig in to stand strong
And though the currents whip,
Hold firm the ropes-
Though they dig and burn the hands;

As the momentum rips the soles of the feet,
The sheer ferocity of power-
Pulls harder still as the resistance cuts

And the friction on the hands and feet-
Leaves a trail of fire.

Be still, be calmed,
The onslaught is not strong;
Burning judgements based on blind ignorance-
Make for nasty surprises of forced confrontation;
The survivor may become the only valid contender-
Taking on cruel and arrogant would be aggressors,
To stop the steeds of torment and to slow down,
The horsepower pressures of virtual dismemberment.


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