Angels with...

 

Angels with...

 

 

all those dirty little faces

blown off in a missile wind

one old priest   

singing in a missal rain

choruses of rancid melody

 

the corpses with souls in transit

a mass grave,

a grave mass

their song of life 

cut off by an axe of granite heart

 

the winners will collapse in victory

saints in brigade

will sentence the aggressors....

 

those voices will follow them

and they will eventually

miss the next dawn.

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/6/22

Reviews

[Ranger Kessel]

You did a nice job if expressing anger and frustration. As each day skips by I wish for the best. Discouraged not defeated

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I hope they can survive.
thank you, Ranger,
j.

[redzone]

I read your words Jacob and think: what kind of world do we live in??? what kind of system gives rise to such tragedy and heartbreak??? and why do we fool ourselves into thinking mere words and prayers will put an end to such horrors???

words of course can give rise to resistance which can give rise to a revolution getting rid of the system... our words of anger and frustration can give rise to the swords of liberation if we dare to overcome the blinders and self delusion of being on our knees for so long....

I appreciate this poem of yours Jacob, your distaste and anger at the way things are and are headed are words needed in these times.... your pen is very sharp Jacob!!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Curt...just can't feel any more frustrated with what the world is for us now...we are not doing enough to make it better.
thank you,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

Eventually … the Sun will Rise and Set On the Graves of the Wicked who will get Lady Justice Verdict…. Amen

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I hope so, Pat....I hope so.
j.

[lightsong]

Believe me Mr. J, even if in this life they have no conscious at all so they can't hear these voices, still it will follow them to after life.

Very strong, very painful... May your heart be at peace and comfort 💗

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, lightsong,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Oh, J. how I shuddered. This one waters the eyes this morning and takes me to places I'd rather not go. Such a powerful impact with so few words. The sun shines for me this morning. For many it doesn't.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I didn't want to go there either, but had to.
thank you, Chris,
j.