slain

slain

 

 

 

 

it was a high coo

in the morning sunrise

until the dove bit the dust

 

and another nation fell

and demise crept closer

as talons limped

 

a symbol learning how to walk

because it can no longer fly

countries look on

 

the aviary is cluttered with molted feathers

Peace between the wings

is a fiasco

 

the birds are spinning in grief

humans suffer oblivion

as the Eagle crashes into

 

earth it has shaped for itself

the landing gear

dissuaded by selfish chaos

 

democracy is the prey

and it got away.

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/27/24

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Despite the metaphors, this one is not about ornithology. The dove, symbol of peace, has bitten the dust in the mideast and eastern Europe, but also in the hearts and minds of our divided country. The American Eagle has indeed crashed into what it has shaped, the political chaos that now besets us. Democracy may have temporarily escaped, but the verdict of November's election will determine whether or not it stays free.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

as usual...your insights caught me..."freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, said nothing if it ain't free"---
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob… we are crippled by the Wars that have no end in sight… only by keeping Vigil … will our World become a Beacon of Light… when the Stars become immortalized. Tenderly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I want to see that Beacon...because the light is really dim right now. Thank you, Pat,
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I can see this as a state of Earth's environment due to humans or a Metaphorical lot at war.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

both...thank you, Cowboy...
j.