Ph.D Volo Von Wolfenstein Poet Free verse

The Nightmare and the Dream

Christmas comes but once a 
year,
but the nightmare 
lasts forever...
and so slithers out, the bestial 
tongue
of life lived in wave-like 
violence,
the wretched bickering and 
pecking
of hens confined to 
chickenwire-
driven mad by the alien 
landscape,
the bastardly neighbour, 
       and steel machinery in a 
foreign country,
building a foreign son,
pinned in maximum overdrive 
of self
-destructive madness chaos-
formed,
still enduring, silent
        still uknown, and 
doubting
hopeful, that crying is the way 
to let it out:
and black tears line
    black poems
contained in THE NIGHTMARE.
    But in a DREAM, somewhere
as close as next door- is a 
family
sitting down at the table, warm
and united in the spirit of 
Christmas,
and the tree is decorated, and 
dinner
is served, and friends deck the 
halls
with flowering boughs of 
laughter
and the only gift that's needed:
is love and understanding,
and the semblance
of a family.

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