the Cardinal Sin

the Cardinal Sin

 

 

 

hesitant reaction

constant extraction

the streets in traction

caused by one faction

 

impotent leader

bottom feeder

civilian bleeder

crazy hate seeder

 

the angry garden grows

the scarecrow never thaws

city on fire, glows

mass extinction sows

 

flowers bend

lives end

we can't pretend

the prayers we send

are just more ashes 

to shudder behind the sashes

 

of those hiding shadows

who scream silently

in a very dark place

where a face

is blown off violently

 

of those hiding shadows

charred flowers

and dead sparrows

the red bird of agony

sings a happy tune

from deep in his marrow.

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/13/22

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Man's sins are innumerable and sometimes countless against himself and fellow man. The crazed egoist in Moscow is on a genocidal mission. It tells me he is paranoid about NATO and Ukraine joining it. All he had to do if he did not like that is cut off relations peacefully or recall his ambassador from those states. He lost on all fronts now even in the court of public opinion.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"Peacefully" seems to not be in his vocabulary.
I really appreciate your words, Sami,
j.

[Sami Khalil]

So true and well said. You are welcome sir Jacob.

[Chris Shaw]

Fourth stanza blew me away. While the atrocities continue, while the propaganda machine from sputnik news is in full feed, the horrors leave me feeling totally useless in a world where the power of one man can dictate the lives of many millions of people. Here we go again. Who said never again. Powerful stuff J.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes...one man, one man, one man.
an Ugly situation...
a poet's nightmare to be compelled to write about it.
j.

[M. J. Smith]

Shew! What words! Something right out of a Black Panther rally. Mind you, I do realize this references today's world. It just struck me as being very like the militant rhetoric of a Panther or one really angry spoken word geek. Wow! Just... Wow!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, I remember those days...late sixties...History repeats and repeats and repeats.
j.

[M. J. Smith]

And the fools learn nothing... 😤