Friday, 21 August 2009

you might as well let the saviour fall

aren't you going to save those precious tears
falling on sidewalks in this rain
before disintegrating into underground drains
muck in the sewage might trap those
soul of tears would split, stinking
cleansing away blood and gore
a remnant of violence staring out of nought
of marauders plundering
innocent people, children stare at nothing
numbness induced by shock
dear editors, why would you even bother to look
over your mugs of black coffee tasting so sinful
you might as well let the saviour fall
splintering into thousand deaths
while you entertain the powers to be
indulging them for your selfish needs

"however, I thank you for allowing me
to rant and rave at you, voicing my angry thoughts"

29 comments:

  1. powerful poem, but especially the lines right before the italics.

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  2. such depth of feeling! I love the title.

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  3. I loved the honesty of your feelings. And your subject matter-wow.

    I do not know your faith, but as a Christian, I firmly believe that God is not afraid of our anger. Why should He be?

    Excellent poem.





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  4. we may not always agree, but whatever we believe, we have the right to voice our opinion...surely?

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  5. Good look into the frustration of a kind human soul who has seen too much injustice.

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  6. Allowance is a two side coin, did I allow you to rate or did you rant and allow me to hear you?

    I enjoyed your poem.

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  7. we all have a right to voice our ideas.. u did urs very well!

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  8. Heated words spill on the page, and yet, the page allows the anger to be poetically beauitful!

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  9. And angry thoughts so well expressed.

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  10. it is ur space and we r ur audience :)
    always!

    keep ranting

    Partly Adult, Largely Corrupt

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  11. to poets, publishers are little Gods of no importance in the grand scheme but what a karma to carry when you deny the Poet...

    probably way off base here, but somehow that's what I got from this extraordinary writing...

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  12. Very powerful writing. I too have felt these things while traveling around the world.

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  13. "Soul of tear would split"....just amazed by the way you put forth words Gautami. Enjoyed reading it.Lovely.

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  14. a great depth of feeling is held
    in your tumbling words....
    well said.
    Spirithelpers

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  15. this poem is so meaty! so substantial! so satiating. Yum.

    great stuff...I loved your choice of the word "splintering" - evocative!

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  16. Powerful stuff. I love it when you get angry!

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  17. such an important poem -- it is important to call out those in power, call them to task for their callousness and lack of notice.

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  18. one thing I always see in good poetry is the interpretation by the readers can differ. I see rejection in this poem, rejection of your words, your thoughts. At least it describes my feelings every time I get that response from the editor "rejected"

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  19. A powerful piece - those last 6 lines really pack a punch. Excellent Guatami.

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  20. This is such an interesting poem and the responses are also interesting. Your anger just bursts out of it and it would seem that the one tiny uncapitalized word "saviour" makes everyone with a background in the Christian faith twitchy. Even now I'm not sure if you meant the Christian Saviour or just a saviour of all these innocents who are plundered and brushed away as nothing by the powers that be while uncaring people who have the means sip coffee and go about their day uncaring. There is a Christian theme running through it but it seems to nudge and pinch as though if a Christian is what he or she professes to be, which is "little Christs" then these situations should not exist and children should never have to stare at nothing...and you would be right. It should pinch and nudge each and every one of us - no matter what belief system we hold dear. Thank you for whatever this came out of. I feel pinched and nudged. I wish I knew what to do with that. Maybe THAT is what makes me angry.

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  21. Newsmen and women can be cruel in what they allow us to know of our world. So poignant. Thanks, friend.

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  22. A very powerful piece, indeed... It brings forth a plethora of emotions, with varying shades... really potent stuff!

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  23. Too many times news is guided by the "powers that be" and it is a joy to see ones like you give voice to those in shell-shock and numbed to where their voice is silent or so low no one hears their cries.

    Please do use your pen and speak with rants, rage or whatever way of venting the truth to the world.

    You are being heard.

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  24. It behooves one to speak up, speak out! Nice work...

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  25. very powerfully stated and so deep- lots of different interpretations~

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  26. How powerful and angry! Justifiably so, too. Moving.

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  27. Tami, you have grow as a poet. Every time I return you are stronger then ever. This is a very powerful poem. I often think that silence is a poets rage and friend. Well done.


    love-Melanie-bd

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  28. Often, I think, we all need that codicil at the end - allowing us to rant. Very cathartic.

    Kat

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