Poem: Great Cruelty and Heartlessness



We’re living in a time of great cruelty and heartlessness

where instead of a sun they’re throwing up

Instead of sunlight there’s the sound of
hammers beating

Instead of walking there’s kicking

Instead of thinking there’s talking

It’s almost as if there’ve never been times like
these before

Even shadows thrown by cartwheels on dirt roads
resemble the grimaces of armies as they
slide across rocks

In the palaces of power clocks go off but no one

Decisions are made by pouring acid down drains
or waiting for nightfall in a room lit by
neon tubes

If anyone speaks all eyes are upon them

I saw a sparrow fly over a fence

An ant stop and not go on

But laughter has turned to pebbles
falling on zinc

And children have been torn from their futures


7/19/2006 (from In the Realm of Neither, Ecstatic Exchange, 2008)

About danielabdalhayymoore

Poet, artist, collagist, publisher, hoping to save a little bit of the world through ecstatic utterance... ordered in balanced lines and unpremeditated images...
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6 Responses to Poem: Great Cruelty and Heartlessness

  1. S.M. Safdar says:

    Great as always, Sir.


  2. Faqirah says:

    You have named it. May Allah have mercy on the children.


  3. Saleem Andrew McGroarty says:

    Ya Rabbi!


  4. moneebz says:

    In the palaces of power clocks go off but no one


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