Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Maria Arana

Witness 2011’s Massacre

Flooded coasts
Burning fire
Mind bending quakes
Slaughtered bodies without marked graves
Decapitated heads and spilled guts
Blood-formed clouds of ancient teachings ignored
Killing babies, dogs, and cats
More money where less is needed
Media enhancements and lies
Technological brain makes us less human
Where once a world thrived, now a divide


  1. I enjoy the last two lines very's true of this age, that's for sure.

  2. Very powerful, you seemed to pluck the pieces precisely out of what we needed to remember, as easy as it is to turn off the news and focus on our own 'problems'

  3. from Don Kingfisher Campbell:

    As I make this comment from an electronic distance, I feel very much the urgent cry of your poem.

  4. Such sadness and who is there to care? The whole poem strikes at my heart, but the one line that really hurts is "more money where less is needed...." Ow! Excellent thoughts in this poem!

  5. I like the idea of the poem, summarizing the chaos of 2011. However, it is not specific enough for me, everything is a bit abstract. I like the last line, very powerful.

  6. When I ask, "How can a head be decapitated?" I don't mean to be flippant or snotty or anything along those lines.

  7. from Thaine Allison Jr.:

    hate, love frustration anger rage at a year of endless disasters