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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Friday, November 4, 2011

Dona Nobis Pacem (What's So Funny?)

Blog For Peace!
 
We ask for peace
but are at war in our own households
We tell soldiers to abandon their weapons
while we sleep with guns
under our mattresses
We expect countries to share borders
and we can not share our own children
without tearing them apart from inside
 How can there be peace
when our hearts pulse with anger and hate?
Who will teach love
to the child whose mother was murdered
by her father?
Who will bring peace
to the child who sleeps with
his brother's ashes in a coffee can?

A classic from Elvis (no, not Presley!)




submitted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Peace
and BlogBlast for Peace 2011

20 comments:

Brian Miller said...

oh dang...the brother in a coffee tin is disturbing and def an image that sticks...

Laurie Kolp said...

This really packs a punch... especially that ending. I agree... peace must first come from within. Thanks for participating!

Mimi Foxmorton said...

Powerful.

*hugs*

Susie Clevenger said...

What power in this poem...we wish the war to end a world away and our homes are battlegrounds!! Great job!!

turtlememoir said...

Oh so true, every word. An awesome write, thank you!

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

you never fail to impress.
beautiful job.

Mimi Lenox said...

Vivid words filled with truth.
Thank you for posting in today's BlogBlast4Peace.

Peace to you and yours,
Mimi

Kerry O'Connor said...

Yes, indeed. The truth about humanity is that we're natural born killers; our only exoneration is that we strive to be otherwise.

Adelle Laudan said...

Sobering thoughts. Peace be with you.

darev2005 said...

Indeed. What's so funny about that? Mr Costello has a way with words. Just like you.

Travis Cody said...

Excellent questions all.

Best wishes to you and yours for peace today and in all the days to come.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wow, Lolamouse - you have said it all, right there. Your poem packs a punch, and a punch is what we need: to wake up!!!!! So well done. And sadly so true.

Kay L. Davies said...

Oh my goodness.
This is true for more people than we can possibly imagine, perhaps not literally, but in essence.
Praying for peace, marching for peace, hoping for peace, blogging for peace, preaching for peace — these, too, are true for more people than we can imagine. May the second outweigh the first.

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

Sherry Blue Sky said...

So powerful, Lolamouse, one of the best posts I've read today. I was sure I had commented earlier but maybe I forgot to do the word verification. Sorry for being late. I love your mouse on the peace globe, too cute. GREAT writing!

Fireblossom said...

The general is always easy to toss out there. The specific, and the close to home, is harder. Yeah, I'm profound like this all the time. *rolleyes* I liked the poem, is what I mean!

Mary said...

So very true. Easy to ask others to produce peace when we can't get along with others in our midst. Excellent!

Pat Tillett said...

This is so powerful and thought provoking. One of the things I like best about your poetry is that it makes me think...

Jinksy said...

The world still needs more wisdom...

Annelisa said...

I hope I leave a crumb of peace for you to nibble on little mouse...

If you think you're too small to be effective, you've never been to bed with a mosquito - Anita Roddick, founder of The Body Shop

Peace to you and yours

[A link to your post will be on my blog 'Peace Bloggers Unite' soon]

Mimi Lenox said...

Lolamouse! The poem is powerful. Visual. Gut-wrenching.

Your lovely peace globe has been placed in the Official Peace Globe Gallery at blogblastforpeace.com as #2323

Please join us in November for another BlogBlast4Peace