Today’s
poem first appeared in Poetry
Monthly International (sadly,
since discontinued) in 2008 prior to its inclusion in my collection. It seems
an appropriate enough poem for today since this evening will be New Year’s Eve.
Let’s
just hope the celebrations will not be premature and that the 2014 brings more
than just hope for world peace and a genuine sense of reconciliation between its divided
socio-cultural-religious groups; a recognition, too, of basic human rights for everyone regardless of colour, creed,
sex or sexuality, especially in those areas of the world and its societies that
encourage if not legislate a policy of persecution.
NEW YEAR,
NEW HOPE, OLD STORY
Bursting
into the New Year
with a
sing-song and a prayer
for peace
across the world
Toasting
our tomorrows
by way of
drowning sorrows
for not
letting go of pain
Putting
on a smile, laughing
at sick
jokes, better than crying
for the
price of our mistakes
Brave New
Year resolutions
little
more than poor solutions
to
centuries-old problems
Humankind’s
record so poor,
less
likely to make peace than war
if good
at saying prayers…
Higher and
farther they fly,
fine
words across a New Year sky,
only to repeating
history...
[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears in On the Battlefields of Love by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2010]
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