Monday, July 4, 2011

A poem about more than just sound waves

Dedicated to all the Paradigm Sailors who seek new ways to navigate ancient seas. Hold on to yourself. Keep sailing. Move beyond blame.

For Gatekeepers:

It's Not Your Fault
hovering on the horizon
ancient pain
as sure as the tide
comes quick as the years
in a storm of sound
defensive and deep

words like weapons
carried on waves
turning over
turning under
turning out on
themselves and everyone

all within distance
shut their eyes
plug their ears
and hold their breath
caught in a perpetual pull
that seemingly ends in death
but does not

instead it roams unleashed
gathering souls
gathering steam
gathering sound
at deafening pitch it is passed
one more generation, down

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