Breathe in, breathe out, then stop.

The air unites us all.

Breath from my lungs will circulate

the globe; you breathe me in, as I

breathe you out.

We breathe our life into each other,

as we waft our way around the world in

which we live, and hope, and share.

What is this if not an atmosphere of love?

 

Where now are the hypocrites of Woodstock?

When did you stop making love and peace to

make war and profits?

The weed-warriors, now CEOs,

not looking to save the world but to

buy it out, now that they have

sold out their flimsy ideals, formulated for

a world that no longer exists.

Now memos circulate around corporate boardrooms.

Translucent tyrants, with arctic compassion.

 

I breathe in the air from their lungs.

Did they ever breathe mine?

Do I give them life? Or do they sustain mine?

I will hold my breath forever.

Reviews

[Chris]

To speak is an attack... to stand is an affront. Facts mean nothing, and history is written and rewritten to order. Perception is personal and immutable because the prejudice is set behind the eyes as a mark of self. We are ultimate rebels - our ways are legendary within our minds. We assign as we feel - rights of the wronged are as indifferent as our own souls. The breath you hold has the stink of ages and after we are dust it will be held yet again... and THAT was also expressed by me and a host of others decades back.

People romanticize too much and understand too little. Wax on - and wane after - about all the wish-you-could-have-been-theres and -about-all-the-differences-you-wouldn't-have-made-at-alls.

The 'Gentle-men' KNEW Pearl Harbor was happening. Auschwitz was an 'open' secret. The Gulag was a way of life(?). The middle-east has been eons in preparation. Turkey and the Armenians have a history too. czechoslovakia has a bit part in world stage...Vietnam was a 'friend' that was let down and a war of distraction afterwards. Flower power was mean and despicable and a hell of a lie played on kids that listened to media dreams and admen schemes.

Chuckling here... The mark of a good write is the commotion it brings to light... or at least the thoughts that bounce around.

Take care,
Chris

[Bailey C. Writing]

This was beautifully written and speaks a powerful message, it gets the brain moving, the mouth speaking...you know? Good write

[Jeremy Baker]

Thanks for the review and the kind words, Coby. Much appreciated! =)

[Ashley]

I like this a lot. great write,

[Priyanka Natesh]

This one goes to my Favorites list. So thoughtful... It's an amazing write. It makes one think. I loved it! Thank you :)

[Ashli The Amazing]

Great Choice Of Words! Wonderful Write, Simply Exquisite.

[Teri B]

I like the utterly unexpected shift in tone between the first and second stanzas. It's almost like a slap in the face, a demand that one face the reality. It is a stark reminder of an unpalatable truth, uncompromisingly laid bare for the romanticizing eyes of the Pollyannas to see.

[joshua deathdealer]

I love the concept of this write..So very true and sad. First and last line were defiantly my faves...Well done..xx

[Safe&sound<3 ♫]

i love this, very very great.

[Sweets]

I love this poem!
and you have a great vocabulary! (telling you that for the 10000th time) :)
The idea is really good in this poem! and the first line grabbed me in!
Wonderful work! thanks for sharing!

[Melobldnfr]

Excellent in thought and execution. I really like.

[Larry Dyson]

The air unites us all.

Breath from my lungs will circulate

the globe; you breathe me in, as I

breathe you out.

We breathe our life into each other,

as we waft our way around the world in

which we live, and hope, and share.

What is this if not an atmosphere of love?


yes if you left it here ..it would reflect what was believed in the early 60's..
the rest is the plight of morals gone bad,,greed for money and wealth..