Monday, January 11, 2010

Monday, the misunderstood Day

Greetings friends,





Another long and abundant day has past in this quickly turning old new year :)



Oh man I so forgot what I had to write.



I made a detour on my way back from Tampa and found myself in a very obscure town.

Something profound happened here, it was most unusual I happened to stop at that precise moment.

I have a poem I want to share from mypast, i wrote this back in 1999, ironically it is titled

"I, Past"

it it part of a poetic triology:



I, Past

Continuity provides
what the minds eyel
eaves for the dead
homage country
long forgotten
by wealth of new nations

struggling poor
foundation for
a society
built of gold

several years gone by
one day left
into a vivid tomorrow

they can say for sure
but it is inevitable
fortune of our fathers
leading us into damnation
locked away are their secrets
a bundle we cannot share

breeding geniuses
for a new race
weeding out
us stupid people
can I not revel
in my ignorance
can I have comfort
in not knowing
not realizing
hatred poured out
from our world
by our ancestors

is this what they want to remember
a terrifying past
filled with blood
carnage
so that we do it better
the next time
kill more precisely

innocence
is not an excuse
being
leaves you guilty

fight for
their cause
you are wrong
fight for ours
are we wrong

who is the victor
if we are all dead

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