The Otherwise
they disturb, deep behind my sleeping eyes
......
retune my tautened strings, replay my frets
vignette movies spin reels of dreams discovering
fresh slants on shadowy delight
the foreboding, ominous, looming threats
discordant chords distort a distant hollering
the leaping ledge, prophetic flight
flash of brilliance, blink, my mind resets
the sum of me awakens full of colouring
recalibrated by the night
......
others in me, they are the otherwise
they are homo-sapiens, hope belies
......
altruistic fun lovers on the make
hominid species, evolutionary genes
climate driven, global scatter
tribal conflict, holocausts in their wake
controlled by force of arms, trade and cultural means
yellow, white and black lives matter
unless vested interest deemed at stake
then knees on neck soon revealed from behind the screens
the dullard thumps skull and batter
......
others in me, they are the otherwise
they are states like people with lows and highs
......
nations surround citizens, sense of place
fenced in by empire, lebensraum and principle
step right up 'your country needs you'
envious delinquents fear loss of face
right of might, right up to the god invincible
while monied elite speed on through
discarded dominion shipped without trace
refugees on sinking boats, inconvincible
oligarchs, the guaranteed few
......
others in me, they are the otherwise
they are communities which galvanise
......
celebrate their homeland, their common cause
around the corner, down the road, in fields abroad
grief and joy, however imposed
those broken promises, never-ending pause
distrust of those out in front, their far-away fraud
local demands under-exposed
incomers favoured by enabling laws
perceived betrayal by a biased system flawed
truth and blatant lies juxtaposed
......
others in me, they are the otherwise
they play their cards, ready to mobilise
......
shoot the stars beyond incapacity
share onward journeys toward forever winning
their world is our world, comprehend
persevering stubborn audacity
dignified departure, transformed beginning
wings lift off as bold thoughts transcend
skyward bound, untethered tenacity
when and how to be, deliberation brimming
with self-esteem the dividend
......
others in me, they are the otherwise
they are expectant youth, no compromise
......
instinctive moves, impetuous vision
impatient with the slow ponderous beat of sage
uninspired by moot glories past
unimpressed by fat cheeks of derision
anger speaks to power with well-organised rage
elders dither and flabbergast
corpses drift by, bloated indecision
new hands grab the helm while tipping points engage
trim the sails, realign at last
......
others in me, they are the otherwise
they are womankind, genders in disguise
......
intelligence and persona pondered
agenda pulled from under the weary weight of man
torn from those squalid men of old
fabulous beings, potential squandered
squeezed but not squashed as they dance the can-can
thorns underpin secrets untold
strut their stuff, fine regalia laundered
prance and pirouette across the outer floor plan
hints of inner beauty unfold
......
others in me, they are the otherwise
Copyright © Ian Love | Year Posted 2020
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