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Iraqi Dreams
when I awake.
is it barely remembered, fading dreams
or the sharpening clarity that
humanity is running out of time
that faces this new day tension?
surreal images follow me,
like the folding clocks
found dangling from naked trees
while walking along Dali’s
landscape dream.
or is it the clear picture seen
of the Iraqi child
shredded by washington bullits,
carried by a father’s screams.
her arms dangling
lifeless,
like floating death
passing slowly on the Euphrates.
to sharpening clarity-
humanity is running out of time.
Shouting At The Man Poems
Geoffrey Jacques taught me this phrase...I stopped raging after that. Painting gloom scenariios works for me, the poetic journalism as conditioning media works too, I just feel old about death images, a dead child gets the point(s) over dramatically, blaming bullets & washington gets the propaganda machine oiled up. The surreal citations and comparisons will shock as intended. I've seen that painting at Chicago I of A for awesome - Lady A