Saturday, 7 February 2015

Silent Majority...?

Time and again, we feel inclined to silently lament how there is nothing we can do about this or that, while expecting someone to do something.

There is always something we can do, even if it is only to lend someone a helping hand or shoulder to cry on or (better still, more often than not) speak up for them.

Arguments rage worldwide while fingers of blame point to the damage humankind is inflicting on the planet. Indeed, there seems to be a majority conscience on the streets that something needs to be done…before it is too late for future generations.

So just whose ear does it have, and how effective can we expect it to be, the voice of this majority conscience demanding our leaders listen to and respect our greater hopes and worst fears…and whose silence is deafening?

This poem is a villanelle.


We hear the earth crying,
who choose to say,
think of doing - nothing?

Wherever the senses reaching,
asleep, at work or play,
we hear the earth crying

Placed on a war footing,
we fall on our knees and pray,
think of doing - nothing?

Though a while coming,
it’s the soldiers beg peace stay;
we hear the earth crying

Come humanity’s restoring,
we berate those who look away,
think of doing nothing…

A weary vigil keeping,
be sure nature will have its say;
we hear the earth crying,
think of doing - nothing?

Copyright R. N. Taber 2004; 2015

[Note: This poem has been significantly revised (2015) from a version that first appeared under the title Who’s Sorry Now in an anthology - The Bread of Life, Triumph House (Forward Press) 2004 - and subsequently in first eds. of The Third Eye by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2004; revised edition in e-format in preparation.]

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