Distracted by a white picket fence, thought painted home my defense
An ideal love with children there, growing green grass not a care
While all around the world turns, people die while peace burns
Under a blackened sky, I turn a closed myopic eye
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How extraordinarily short-sighted .. and it's happening right under all of our very noses .. shame on them .. Neville 👍😎👍
Thank you Neville for the read and understanding words they are deeply appreciated
A unique style of writing that expresses a lot of emotional feelings, yet is concise and to the point. Your poem explores the theme of awareness and empowerment in the face of global suffering and conflict, inspiring us to take action. It contrasts the idyllic imagery of a peaceful, domestic life—symbolized by the “white picket fence” and “painted home”—with the harsh realities of the world, where “people die while peace burns,” urging us to make a difference. The subject matter reflects a tension between the speaker's personal desires for a tranquil existence and the darker truths of societal issues that they choose to address, motivating us to create positive change.
Thank you so much Friendship for the review and interpretation. It is too bad that our personal wants and dreams blind us to what is going on.
You're very welcome, my friend. So true, it happens to us all.👍
I dream of the little house on Pitcairn island !
May that dream be fulfilled
The next euromillion hopefully ...
Brilliant imagery.
Thank you Thomas your words of encouragement are most appreciated
That's the way it is today, we all ignore the world in case it sues us.
Mind you, I think the white picket fence has been replaced with the 6 foot fence now.
Yes you are so right. Thanks so much for the read and comment it is most appreciated
Describes a shameful picture, how we stand and watch, to me it is so sad.
Thank you so much Tobani your read is most appreciated
Reminds me of that Rupert Holmes song. But this poem is of much more depth and reach🕊️🙏🏻
Thanks my friend for the read and most kind words, they are appreciated
Most welcome, Soren🕊️🙏🏻
I love the wording you used with myopic. Nicely done for sure.
Thank you so much for your review and most kind words. They are most encouraging and are appreciated
I'd say people would rather have an amazing life for themselves than a mediocre life for everyone...not on purpose per se, but that's the way the world seems to turn. Well-written description.
That fence will protect your home from all evil soren.
Andy
Thank you Andy our thoughts generally do give us from evil, at least any that we would create.
Agree with you here. It’s what’s happening all around us 🤔we have become immune to other people’s suffering 🥲
Thank you so much for your read and comment it is deeply appreciated
Soren, this is piercing truth wrapped in quiet rhyme...the dream of home shadowed by the cost of looking away. You turned privilege into poetry, and it hits hard. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you my friend for the kind words of support and encouragement they are appreciated as always.
Always capturing my complete attention! Great write my friend!
Thank you so much for the read and kind words of encouragement they are appreciated
"thought painted home my defense" an absolute masterstroke by a true master
Thank you my friend again you are too kind but much appreciated
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