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Unfinished And Unfinishable
Go ahead try to move your eyes
Away from the sad human form
Running down the road
Nude
Arms out stretched
Mouth agape
Screaming.
Because the bombs not only burned her home
But also her skin.
Sleep, and maybe you won't see
The fireman
Carrying the lifeless form of the infant
Away from the pulverized building
Where in lies
Hundreds more
Screaming
Because the truck did what
Its builder intended.
Laugh in your place to be seen
For then you'll have no reason
To remember the vision of
A too young Israeli
Or Palestinian
Or Irish protestant
Or Catholic
A Hispanic
A Black
A White
Holding a gun
Screaming
Because they had to stop
The other's living
Take someone to bed, or some white dust from the mirror
And then you won't have to remember
The shape,
The unidentified shape
Silhouetted
Against the brightness
In unheard screaming
Who chose to jump
As the only way out
Before the dust
Of what was their world
Lies in piles about them.
Write the poems that scream of lost love
And maybe then you won't have to
Realize the uselessness
Of the reason
We continue to use
The weapons that echo
The screaming
Of us who survive
And also of us
Who die.
Hey this piece is incredible, I don't know how you do it but I like your work. You always seem to find the answers to the unexplainable.
This is incredible. I don't know how you looked inside ALL our hearts and saw the same questions with no answers, but THIS IS INCREDIBLE. I love coming to your page. I'm never disappointed.
Jessica
You are so talented and brilliant. This is a very moving subject, one in which you so eloquently put into words. This is so powerful....the ending perfect.