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

[...]

You raise some very important questions. I'd been struggling to comprehend that link between what's happening around us and what should happen and I bumped into the following and found the essence of the answers I was looking for:

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/06/08/opinion/08friedman.html?ref=thomaslfriedman

The last stanza is especially poetic and the last line expresses an endearing rage. Sweet.

[Cassiopia Summers]

Wow, this is a really deep thought out poem. I like it, it's really good and you did a good job writing this one. Whatever made you think of this and write about it?

[Sleeping Maiden]

Simply amazing. It talks about reality how our world is. All the things we see.. hear.. a lot of events around the world has happened.. mostly its tragic. But hopefully peace and good will come again in hope. Great write! It makes the reader think! I absolutely love this piece.

[Poetic Beauty]

This poem is so true. Many hippies are now working for "the man" or are ' the man" these days. It makes you take a deep look at how your perception changes and that isn't always a good thing

[Kenneth The Poet]

Perfect.

[Thea]

I don't know why while I'm reading this I'm holding my breath...Haha! Very nice poem...The choice of words are great... :)