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Just some stream of consciousness free verse that I am still hammering into shape on the anvil.
Gail
Sometimes I wish
That I had never had children,
And I think, if I ever come back,
I won’t have any.
I’ll spare myself that, at least,
The pain of seeing them
Hurt by life as it hurt me.
I’ll go along with the oft spoken wisdom,
“If you can’t look after your children,
You shouldn’t have them.”
Because we can’t look after them,
No, we can’t. Simple as that.
And maybe someday everyone
Will think the same,
And no one will have children
Because to bring a child into this world
Is nothing less than child abuse
And we are too responsible for that.
And we’ll watch each other grow old,
We’ll watch each other die,
And there will be no one to remember,
Or care.
Then we may wish
That some irresponsible ninny
Of a woman somewhere
Will get herself pregnant
So we can hear
The laughter of a child again.
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There is a movie that purports to be of a time when all women are no longer allowed to be pregnant, but one pregnant woman is protected and gives birth, it’s a beautiful movie.
The poem is beautiful, if a wee bit sad…
True, human society seems a poor place to bring up a child, pure and freshly minted from the Source.
Somewhere in the art and beauty of the Great Mystery, there is a thread of revolutionary beauty.
Deep in the sadness is the laughter of a child.
The madness, the greed and cruelty surround us…
and yet there is a story, a myth of freedom and love that still captures my attention in random moments.
My own actions fall short.
We are flawed and fragile, wounded survivors of centuries of selfish craziness.
Yet in accepting all of this and all of us just as we are, there is the key of love that may yet unlock human potential, and Lemuria would then be
no longer a dream
Comment by Forrest EVans December 10, 2008 @ 6:55 ambut a way of daily life.