The Sea and the Deniers ...

Sat, 04/15/2017 - 01:54 -- skybird

 

I'd like them all
each & every one
down to the last
smug,
self-satisfied,
smart,
oh-so-smart
deniers,

 

lined up,
arm in arm,
just standing there
waiting ...
at the sea-shore,

 

& planting 
tiny sticks
with flags
representing the
yet to be born
whose families
will find
their villages,
their homes,
their whole history
& livelihood
gone ...
under water,
gone.

 

I'd make them all
spend day
after day
constructing walls
with grains of sand
to stem the tide,

 

& I'd like a few
of the most 
powerful ones 
to simply, really,
just 
stay there,
as the tide rolled in
& the waves washed the shore.

 

Deniers ... 
may somehow
you just
be there
RIGHT
when
it happens.

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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