Listening to the News 2/3/22

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By Di_Hard

Wed, 02 Mar 2022
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Does sound of our clapping drown out

the bombs exploding in your homes?

Our politicians stand shoulder

to shoulder with ambassadors

come to beg for help, receiving

words of Solidarity, bright

in Democracy's safest seats

 

and promises breaking as walls

break in your land, hoping courage

rubs off. Our hands, white feathers, hide

mouths whispering "We will not fight"

or eagerly sign cheques for schools

if anyone is left to learn

there is no honour, in the West

 

 

 

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Submitted by Turlough on

Excellent words Di. I read your poem more than a couple of times to take it all in. I feel your frustration. It matches my own.

As innocent people and brainwashed young troops die in their thousands and the rest of us live in fear for the future I wonder what's the point of waving a flag, electing a defence minister, paying for a nuclear deterrent, listening to the news, praying for divine intervention, having an army or even wearing a poppy and promising to remember 'them' each November. How many more poor lost souls must we remember before this all stops? On every side there are men and women with pockets full of blood stained money controlling our lives ... everybody's lives, or deaths ... and there is nothing we can do about it. The frustration and heartbreak are too much to describe accurately with words so I let them churn over and over in my head, sucking the joy out of everything I do. And I am one of the lucky people in the world.

 

Turlough

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Yes! Have been thinking of you lately. Had no idea  how far or near you were till read your moving poem 502 km. Same as Britain is wide. So close! Your point about the waves of people from their own terrible tragedies, before, is filling my mind. All around the world, people searching a safe place

 

Submitted by Turlough on

We've been taking some stuff to a collection centre in a nearby town. They are sending trucks to Ukraine's borders. We've also given a few quid to a Geordie bloke who lives here and drives his truck to their border with Poland. He takes as much as he can fit in but while he's there he buys more essential supplies to hand over. Our contribution seems like nothing in the grand scale of things but what else can we do other than remain cheerful? We keep the bread knife by our bed, just in case!

Turlough

Submitted by Di_Hard on

In the grand scheme of things, perhaps, but to whoever receives your gifts will know there is kindness in the world beyond,   you might save their life if they stay, or give them the strength to leave. Making sure Hope does not go out

 

Submitted by hudsonmoon on

Sad and irritating is the 'Blah Blah Blah of the politician and the goodwill ambassodor. It's a shame saying the right thing doesn't always mean doing the right thing. 

This was a great take on a such a tragic subject, Di.

Rich

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou very much Rich. I think it must be so hard knowing what is the right thing to do, in the biggest picture, But the blah blah which seems designed to make politicians feel good which  I worry makes things even worse. What is the point of politicians like Britain's PM grunting away about how "Putin must not win" when Ukraine cannot defeat him on their own, we won't help sufficiently, and it is only if Putin can believe he has won something, that he will stop?

Sorry, I can't even write two sentences without grumping. Thankyou very much for reading and commenting, you are very kind :0)

 

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