What's this calm that surrounds the most heinous crime?
The World Trade Towers, Sandy Hook, Columbine.
A soldier loses her life to an IED.
A bird still sings, flying; in a blue sky; lands in The Ivy Tree.
In the wake of the hurricane,
Soft sea breezes,
Flowers and leaves,
Gently swaying,
Butterflies and bees playing.
The Son of God made man nailed to a cross.
One last drop of blood splatters the ground.
The sky darkens and then clears.
A Mother wipes her tears.
While nature appears indifferent, life's not a lasting city.
That which is evil in the world & flesh; the devil,
Is not sufficient, just passing through, a pity.
Solidly defeated; revel!
Tiny bitty evils like pinhead sized raised dimples lost in the enormous goods of a slick sized super smooth sheet of cellophane cling wrap large enough to trap all of the earth's works.
Death has lost the final word.
God freely gives, make no mistake.
God freely takes, choosing our death He makes.
Man awake, choosing the life he eternally takes.
- Gary Edward Geraci
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Gary Edward Geraci (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Yes there's lots of evil in the world today; we suffer immensely because of it. But putting it all into perspective and relative to the overarching good in the world - might we at times be exaggerating? The best I can observe, this one fits the mold of free-verse (no mold). I needed the long line in the last stanza to adequately capture and describe a principle I am trying to communicate to others (for the purpose of enlightenment).
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Thank you Diamond. Your comment is humbling; to realize one's words can truly move another's heart. Better yet, Another's words, are doing the 'moving' - my pen is just the instrument. Either way, the glory goes to God.
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