Sunday, October 31, 2004

Dam

Dam – that structure within
Keeping things in or out, with or without
Depending on the drought
Yet maintaining stagnation
Inside the virtual community
But yet the nether reality
Never fully embodying - love

Dam, bigger stronger
Upholding the water so long
At some point it must break
Out in the land of opportunity
Security, rationality, maturity
At some point that goblet ran dry
Or will run into the arms of another
more powerful creator than Mr. Greenspan
a Jesus Dam –
restraining the natural flow
Life-giving mentality proposed
In a few droplets of graceful peace
Poverty, perfection, Prince
Yet society pounded that previed information
Into wood, underground

That dam – man’s best friend
A construction to feign the natural
Beauty below the feat,
Keep a valley laid low starving
Carving deeper into dried lines of pains
And strains that fall as tears mocking
Just enough to remind that love remains dear

The dam collapse we fear
Because a world flooded, gutted, the mire
Is not in line with our vision of how things should be, would be
How we prepared them to be
In line with the other houses in a row
Our ducks counted and groomed at the corner store
Along with the carpool kids next door

The dam strong and sturdy
Walls thick, yet bricks and mortar, even the concrete can only hold so long
Thankfully it will fail, must fail, has to fall
When water heavy, the burden light
Blue cascading delight refutes
Individual damnation –
Amidst our damned nation

1 Comments:

At 7:58 PM, Blogger gdwill said...

Dam, Hen. You're ready for Ego's Poetry Slam.

 

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