Saturday, 11 July 2015

Last Song of the Dead

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The guillotine voice whispers

An eye for an eye

We lost our land and eyes

Eons ago

We subsisted on black milk

Before decapitation

We cling

To the little root of a dream

Of a Child of Sight

To open all eye

Before this hour

Shall cease to be

 

 

I have used Paul Celan’s poems, Fugue of Death; Ice, Eden and O LittleRoot of a Dream as my inspiration. This is for the hapless victims who lost their lives at the hands of ISIS fanatics

 

Written for Grace’s hosting Sunday’s Mini-Challenge: Paul Celan @ RealToads

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 Sharing it with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

38 comments:

  1. How can we ever find solace in revenge? So well done on those words from the poetry,

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  2. Revenge is a double edged sword.

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  3. The little root of a dream..i hope one day it grows into a mighty tree..like many addictions/obsessions...where and when does the cycle stop if we believe the next 'hit' is necessary to absolve the last..a very thought provoking poem

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  4. One can only wonder how and when things can come to a head and be stopped, not eradicated but stopped.Fine lines Sumana!

    Hank

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  5. The problem with eye for an eye is that eventually all will be blind. An what then? Who will lead us? Perhaps a child. May that dreams roots run deep - and grow.

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  6. It is so sad to realise that a handful of people ( don't know if they can even be called people) are creating havoc in the world and killing innocence.

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  7. Half the world is mad and the other half frightened, and just a few seek solace in wealth. If the world was a bus I'd get off at the next stop.

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  8. The world is quite a frightening place right now. There have been other examples in history of a 'Child of Sight' who have managed to change the course of things for the better. I hope for another to appear...

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  9. I hope that some day there will be a Child of Sight ~ But its dangerous world if all we do is just revenge, an eye for an eye ~

    Short and piercing write Sumana ~ Thanks for linking up with Real Toads & wishing you happy weekend ~

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  10. Oh, this is a dark one! But there is one shining ray of hope: that the Child of Sight might come. (Soon, soon!)

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  11. This brought tears on first reading--pure movement of emotions. Reading again, I see that an eye may be left to open despite blinding by blood and tears. Wow, Sumana, wow. God speaks through you. I'm keeping this.

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  12. So powerful, Sumana. "We cling to the little root of a dream". Your note underscores the impact of the poem as one re-imagines it as one about to be decapitated. What a world........yet it is the ability to cling to that little root of a dream that keeps us going.

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  13. Would we all have the sight!

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  14. now this was a powerful poem

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  15. Powerful write. The inhumanity must stop.

    Elizabeth

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  16. People have hope in extraordinary circumstances, as you well describe. Tha ks. K.

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  17. nice response to the prompt Sumana, your dramatic opening image, sets quite a mood

    have a good Sunday

    much love...

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  18. How I do hope for the opening of eyes before it's too late. Powerfully written piece, Sumana.

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  19. Sumana, I must say that you are very talented in the way you use your words to convey a message that talks about revenge and the hope and dreaming for a savior to end it all. that's my interpretation of your piece here. it makes me teary and sad.

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  20. Thank you for this. Also thank you for your links to the inspirational poems. This is just so right! I have a new blog Sumana. I have not written for a very long time.

    http://nohwherebuthere.blogspot.com

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  21. Sumana this is so poignant and really hits home. Revenge never works...we just keep killing but that 'little root of a dream' is what we must cling to.

    Donna@LivingFromHappiness

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  22. So poignant, Sumana. Revenge doesn't work ~ it just ends in more violence. Praying for peace ~ a poem with a strong message.

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  23. I have long believed that the best revenge is living a good life - though, these days it doesn't seem to be a philosophy that is catching on. A very interesting and timely piece, Sumana.

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  24. This is a powerful piece, Sumana. Very evocative.

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  25. Well written poem and call for peace.

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  26. Thank you for writing this for "the hapless victims who lost their lives at the hands of ISIS fanatics" It is beyond understanding the cruelty of what's done in God's name. How He must cringe and may there be an end to this madness.

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  27. So cruel. What is wrong with the thought process of these people? Ridiculous and insane ....
    Poignant lines, Sumana!

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  28. Revenge is never the answer ... but then, we still haven't found the ideal solution :-(

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  29. Well written... and yes, may their souls be at peace having been yanked out by isis.
    ZQ

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  30. I hope the eyes open before the whole world goes blind.

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  31. Oh... I never bought into an eye for an eye. So many reasons not to!

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  32. The eye, the root and the dream-so vivid here. Well done and you have opened my eyes~

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