Our Dilemma (Villanelle)

Gary Edward Geraci

Have you persisted all of these years and if so, how?

You appear in the same way,

elevation, pause, looking and seeing, white wafer or is it?

What’s it been like to see us as generational people; do you see us as having made real and lasting advancements; what about now?

 

The material work that the human race has done, generation after generation, you do allow;

You appear in the same way,

elevation, pause, looking and seeing, water and wine or is it?

Have you persisted all of these years and if so, how?

 

Much will have crumbled into powder, dust and rust; I too will become ash, I must avow,

But our universities, our intellectual ideas, the good ones seem to persist - maybe a bit.

What’s it been like to see us as generational people; do you see us as having made real and lasting advancements; what about now?

 

The other hallowed institutions that we’ve raised up to ourselves - wow!

Starting with that tower in Siloam that you spoke of - an accident - the deaths that occurred there, what a fit.

Have you persisted all of these years and if so, how?

 

And church buildings and sacrificial ruins and a Golden Cow …

Trustworthy, the true accomplishment carried out by a carpenter, a true builder, the Son of God, with wood He split.

What’s it been like to see us as generational people; do you see us as having made real and lasting advancements; what about now?

 

What is now elevated over the alter is eternal, it has persisted, persisting from when it was first raised by Thou

Some two thousand years ago – the beginning of mankind‘s redemption, solid, You’ve never quit.

Have you persisted all of these years and if so, how?

What’s it been like to see us as generational people; do you see us as having made real and lasting advancements; what about now?

 

Gary Edward Geraci

  • Author: Gary Edward Geraci (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 10th, 2022 22:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: A villanelle.
  • Category: Love
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  • orchidee

    It's the human race, isn't it? I don't think it's 'bad old days' nor 'good old days'. Nor present 'bad days' nor 'good days'.
    Sorry about that tongue twister there - if you follow. But we can't improve on humanity by ourselves alone. I feel we need a God - some say 'it' or 'god' or 'a higher power'.
    If I think too much this time of the morning I will get headache! lol.

  • L. B. Mek

    in love, I too entrust
    that humble love where all are equal, despite
    our aesthetic differences or beliefs...
    good write, thanks for sharing



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