Showtime

this is some showtime; warring nations posturing, cavalries and deadly wares

you can stand back in anger or sink in total despair, or you can raise your voices up

maybe stir the fear into something useful? maybe the rain will wash your tears away

into the stream with autumn leaves, pray some other spring may grow...sometime

maybe the rain will wash their poison hands into the belly of innocence

that some other child may grow...sometime. is there no getting out of this?

while they're harvesting chromosomes from the godforsaken for grander schemes

they'll make your front yard a cesspool of radioactivity, this is some kind of suicide

but maybe the rain, maybe the rain.

Author's Note

Aloha,

I try to stay away from preaching this how I feel about what's stirring between the US and North Korea.

Mahalo for your time.

Reviews

[Mr.Writer]

WOAH! This is deep and intense...
I felt different emotions stirring up while reading this unique poem...
Great job!

noʻu ka hauʻoli :)

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo mr writer, I appreciate the drop in