"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Friday, November 23, 2012

Can This Be Called Evolution #WWUC @NWCreativeUnion

Earth struggles to rebirth itself
from the disdain that plundered life.

Hate raised its volume and humans
numbed their hearts to the sound of love.

Poverty lifted its eyes to those
who could alleviate its pain.

But greed clung to gold with selfish fists
and watched the hungry die.

Nations lay gutted craters with bones the
bleached cobblestone placed by hands of war.

Can this be called evolution
when our resolution of conflict is death?

Yet peace flies on white wings
turning the clouds into prayers.

Faith that change can come still has
seeds blowing in the desert dust.

There is a remnant of humanity that continues to believe
blackened hearts can beat with love again.

©Susie Clevenger 2012

Natasha Head has made the clarion call to ponder our world 1000 years backward/ 1000 years forward - how can we learn from the past, how can we change the present trends? Please join us in considering...


Fireblossom said...

I always liked John Denver's music. I like "The Eagle and the Hawk" and "Annie's Song."

Fred Rutherford said...

Susie, wonderful response. Really enjoyed the verse. Thanks

Monty Wheeler said...

we rode similar conceptual magic carpets to reality, susie. truth in work overall. my favorite...
"But greed clung to gold with selfish fists
and watched the hungry die" there's pure truth and raw power here


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