Let justice flow as water
And kindness fall as rain
Here in the ordinary 
Skirmishes and burnishes 
Of life.
The melodrama continues
Will truth prevail?
The prophets of old echo
Voices of reason 
And spirituality.
Pernicious evil
Noisy clangs of songs
Empty inter-faith 
Veils the righteousness
Which can be heard 
In the psyche.
As one hears the music 
Before it starts
And unscrambles 
Lyrics and notes,
The taste of the sour tongue
Drones on
Drowning out 
The sweet sorrow 
Of yester-years.
In tune shall the itching ears
Only hear 
What they blusteringly choose
Or will another muse
Awaken their senses?
I shall whittle 
Out the night
The fright
Of the frenzied 
Whimsical 
Whimsies.
Introspectively
Rest 
Will not be 
Intercepted
But will
Stave off the pride
Knowingly 
Unwittingly
And unwillingly 
The answers
May not 
Yet
Arrive.

 
I love your "justice flow as water, and kindness fall as rain".....love the flowing of the poem and the image of gentle raindrops as kindness.......is grand. And thank you so for your comments on my poetry. It has meant so much to me!!!! Lizette Estelle
ReplyDeleteDid you write this. It's great.
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Yes Elliot I have written everything on this site...this is just one of my recent ramblings of my mind...when I was fighting insomnia...
ReplyDeleteAnd Elliot btw thank you for choosing to follow my blog...
ReplyDeletewonderful writing :)
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