Prometheus

There shouldn't be a single person on earth who has a billion dollars,

Or a billion grains of rice, Or a billion sheep.There shouldn't be

a person on earth who has read a single poem or who has to

squint to read the writing on the back of a single counterfeit note.

not that there shouldn't be suffering, or the wealthy, or Goshen. Not

that there shouldn't be men who dance ballet Not that there shouldn't

be men at all, not when a child is hungry or when food stamps aren't enough

before the end of the month, Not that there should ever be a man,

a Jesus, an Allah, an angel sitting anywhere on stones or in conference rooms

while w****s work out of caves just miles from the Vatican. Not when there

was a wall built or a warning issued to not eat certain fish from the great lakes.

What! Michael Jackson is dead? What happened to him? Lazarus came back to life

over the last and most  irresistible enemy of humanity, death. The story goes

they rolled away from his tomb a huge stone and the blood rushed back into

his body and his head reattached itself to it's stem and he strode out

like Dennis Rodman when he had won the best defensive player of the year,

in tears.  

Reviews

[Beccy]

Some are content to catch the bus, others crave the biggest, most expensive automobile possible; peculiar, given that both modes of transport achieve the same result in the interminable rush hour of life.

Perhaps if he hadn't given us fire, the world would not be as it is today; but I don't know really, for 'tis a huge unanswerable conundrum you pose here. But then, in your inimitable way, you always do.

Beccy.

[h d e rushin]

my dearest Beccy....thanks for those kind thoughts my friend. I've missed you so much....dana

[_mal]

You blow me away. I have the guilts now for all the things I have and pain I sometimes feel when there a so many others with so much less and so much more to carry. This whole poem was very strong as always but the first four lines hit hard. 'While w****s work out of caves just miles from the Vatican' is incredibly strong too. You have a way of getting across such anger and sadness in such a disconnected way, everything is seen

[h d e rushin]

On my way to the Vatican (on a visit with a friend who had all the money and I had none) I asked the cab driver as best I could (since I didn't speak Italian and he didn't speak Detroit,) why were these women standing in the mouth of caves along the way to the Holy city? W****s he told me, as best he could. So the paradox is that the oldest profession is thick and powerful as is the need to have some money. Some people have more, some less, some the same as I. So being poor or being rich is just being accumulative. I don't know what Jesus would say, but what would he think of their pilgrimage....Love you _mal. thanks for stopping by to visit me again...dana

[emmajoy]

' .. an angel sitting anywhere on stones or in conference rooms ~~ while w****s work out of caves just miles from the Vatican.. '

Life we know about and abuse when we want. Death we weep over, because it took away what we wanted to keep. But - what about the in-between. The hovering, the waiting around til we have enough between our ears to think out the true reality and fairness of too much versus too little. Life is unfairness, a pendulum tween have and need. Your Prometheus speaks loudly, weeping. If I understand correctly.. if not, forgive.

[h d e rushin]

thank you my dearest...I took a few weeks off to get my mind straightened out...I miss you...in fact, I miss all of you.....dana

[emmajoy]

Family, friends are or should mean sweet release, a place to return to, even silently. You have always been immensely thoughtful of and for me and many others, please, know we're here.

[apennylate]

Like always, your rush of emotion laced with smart rhyme control, gangsta' rhythm, and flawless portrayal of the world around us... Leaves me speechless and wanting more... Keep the flow goin', and keep it deep... For a tomb and a million pounds of rice in caves with Jesus, can sometimes be irresistible to the Vatican Jackson... Smartly penned...

[h d e rushin]

love these remarks Silente.....thank you for stopping by my friend....dana

[apennylate]

I love your raw style... Thanks again for writing

[Ken Simm.]

Follow the line, dear reader and you will reap so many rich rewards. To say this is an artist doesn't tend to mean much in these days of mere showmen but this is the real deal. The artist who has learned his language and now creates perfection or as close as you can get to it in these days of mere showmen and women.
You are simply too good my brother.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i believe in rising from the dead---the world needs to attach its head back to its stem...and wake up.
not sure i believed Rodman's tears...they may have just been another tattoo...
while the w****s beg and the panhandlers fornicate on the streets...those in the gold towers smile at their fortune...but then, so did Oedipus....and look what happened to him!

you always take me places, dana. leaving no stone unturned or unmoved.
thank you
j.

[h d e rushin]

thank you my dearest brother jacob.....dana