Human Life

Listen, so you hear
the whisper of the peer

Listen, so you hear
me telling of my fears

Listen, do you hear
the cry of a bawling child

Listen, do you hear
the caresses of the stripling

Can you hear?
Are we truly deaf?

perhaps 
the populace
become stone deaf
to others' sufferings

the marionettes
sway in the breeze

can you see?

The flowers bloom alluringly with a heavy incense
that hangs in the air

can you smell?

Savor all the rest
Cast out the rest

yet, miss out on the rest.

Life
Death
Hate
Love

Do we feel?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Devonshire Avatar
March 1, 2009 at 10:57 AM
Shiki, I, too, wonder if "the populace has become stone deaf" to the suffering of others. Very wise observations in this great poem! Love, Carolyn
Biffany Avatar
March 1, 2009 at 1:11 AM
Excellent insight we should all be reminded of. "the marionettes sway in the breeze" is a great line. Randy Biffany
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