Peace Talks

I had an uneasy feeling, When I saw that meeting. Two men staring face to face, signs of emotion there was not a trace. Each argued his case, weak and strong, Both were convinced the other was wrong. The first one said, ‘Please justify your bomb that killed the innocent, both old and young.’ The second one spoke, ‘Freedom is worth fighting for, those people were unlucky, casualties of war.’ The two men debated all night and all day, taking no heed of what the other had to say. Then I saw the reason why things were so strange, two men stubborn, opinions that would never change. Eye eying eye, two men became one. Speaking with a single voice, mirrored in unison.
Still may need some work doing to it. Another old one I have revitalized for PoetrySoup.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Eastman Avatar
May 21, 2012 at 9:28 AM
Good poem but I'd love to hear 2 lines at the end giving a hint on what got them together... Curiosity... and all that...
Duddle Avatar
May 21, 2012 at 10:58 AM
Wrote it about the time England had problems with Northern Ireland. Reverend Paisley on one side IRA on the other both calling for the blood of the other and I thought, as I do now they may as well been one person for all the stubbornness and pigheadedness they displayed. I saw no difference in them.
Breidenthal Avatar
April 30, 2012 at 5:55 PM
This is an excellent verse and I really enjoyed reading it. I like how they become one despite the fact that they are apposing one another. Very clever work. Thanks for sharing! Always, Laura
Duddle Avatar
April 30, 2012 at 6:33 PM
Thanks. I think I wrote it a few years ago when Britain had problems with the IRA. It seemed to me that the two sides were as bad as each other. It's probably the same in most political debates.I just dug the poem out. Wasn't sure how much of a re-write it needed. Changed the verse form and tightened it up. It sometimes helps if you leave it a few years. Ken
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