The War

by John B.

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-03-22 15:44:00

Parent message is 408943
Poets across the world are crying,
and I cry with them. I am
falling into the absurdity
that surrounds me without meaning.
I cannot feel the feeling
behind these television ‘meanings’
these savages screaming behind masks of calm,
these demons! this evil!
I cannot reach the ceiling –
This atrocity is bottomless,
Humanity has failed us,
Yet again.

Can we not transcend our nature?
Can we not tolerate an others adventure?
Can we not live, without restricting another?
Can we not see ourselves sisters and brothers?
Can we not hold tight to our universal bliss,
can we not kiss, hold tight, salvage some happiness?

I’m through with the world. It has become too dark for this man.
I’m lost within it. I cannot find my way in it.
I need to admit my inadequacy to deal with these empty meanings –
what? what was that? what are they screaming?
“Breaking N.E.W.S.” Breaking all our soul’s secret rules.
Anti-Man is parading his desperate face before our eyes.

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