Violence Committed Suicide

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Non Violence

Violence vandalised with rhythmic war dance

Gleeful of its horrendous attacks malicious killings

Non-stop destruction without interruption massive innings

Vigour, soon a spent up force as booby trap explodes

Chaos, stench of blood and death

Exhaustion, forced into silence,

tired drowsiness.

We witness suicide.

The fallen body of violence.

Swing

Peace into action

Valediction, obsequies

storing cremated ashes

in an obsidian urn

Immortal is peace.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Present disrespect for peace by a handful few who fool themselves as majority.

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Karyn Indursky's picture

You're spatting a lot of emotions and thoughts I feel here. I'm glad you're not dancing in the blood of others as I read others do and watch them celebrate. Hugs.

Ryan Alchakaki's picture

Jayati
if it is not one part of the world, it is the other. This is humanity - it has always been!
We must always try to hold peace, but those who have more contol over issues spoil it. We however shall not give them a chance to spoil our inner peace to the end. Surive and let the goodness flow even in the smallest arteries in your sole. It is not just that simple.
Good poem.
Take care
Ryan

Liz Rogalsky's picture

I like the chaotic images of war and violence with which you begin this poem. Every image is full of energy and colour. Blood, dirt, hell.

Then comes the section about peace. It is, what a shock, very peaceful. The images are much simpler and the colours are less chaotic. Peace is elegant and unified.

Beautiful, beautiful. Violence is not self-sustaining. Peace is. Therefore, violence must commit suicide.

So very true. You are wise.

blumentopf's picture

violence can be beneficial at times. Particularly when it is used to shield and defend the oppressed.
It seems to me that we all have to be violent to uproot evil within us as well as when true evil is being combated.
In this case "The violent shall inherit the kingdom of heaven"!
Thank you for sharing your fine poem with us.


Elizabeth Dandy

Kristin Rowe's picture

oh how I wish...perphaps someday
~Kristin