The earth has learned
To anticipate
The ebb and flow
Of our anger
Arising somehow,
From the ashes
And the dust
Of yesteryear –
Ill-conceived truths
That refuse to bear witness
They no longer served us then
Than now
Save to fuel purpose
With our fists.
Let us lay claim
While the world
Is homeless
Let us fill our stomachs
While the world
Endures hunger
Let us sing out with laughter
While the world
Does weep.
Our crime?
The forgotten yearning
That sings within
The hearts of all men –
We want freedom!
We want freedom!
We crave our own freedom,
But we refuse to let others
Be free.
© Sumyanna 2017
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
Submitted for The Daily Post Prompt: anticipate
I love your social commentary poems.
The greedy reinforce their battlements, while we who want a better world feel disempowered.
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Thank you for saying that Jane as those are the ones I am most proud of. I get so excited to post them but often they don’t get as much attention. I seriously hear about things or see things and I absolutely must at least say something. You never know when it will help people see what they refused to see before. It is a hope, anyway.
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Pretty things are so much easier to deal with, but I like the gritty subjects. We shouldn’t become complacent and ignore the suffering.
I’m going to have a look at my stats, to see if my pattern is the same as yours – whether less people read the posts about selfishness and injustice – not that it will effect the way I post. I can only write what is on my mind.
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So true, but it is necessary to talk about them. I don’t let my stats decide for me what to post 🙂 It is just something I have noticed. For me, if it needs to be said, I have such a heavy weight on my heart until I release the words. I wish I could do that more, but often I am a bit ignorant of everything going on just because I am often busy with the kids. I appreciate my writing on these topics more than the others truthfully. I feel the words have more purpose.
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Everything you post has a purpose. I was looking at the butterfly which appears beside your name. It’s an apt image, reflecting the butterfly effect. Your words send out ripples, sometimes nudging our consciences with their truth, other times cheering us with their beauty.
But I know what you mean about the posts on difficult subjects. They can be more rewarding, as they carry important messages.
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So cool you noticed the butterfly. I drew that quite a few years ago and I feel that the butterfly encapsulates who I am a lot better than other symbols. Main reason… “butterflies are proof that change is possible.” You can go through a difficult life, you can experience hardship, but you always have a chance to keep on working toward something that is better. I wanted to remind myself of that… hence, the butterfly (and my thought that I am one secretly 🙂 Posts on difficult topics might be depressing for some and I so get that (we seem to have a lot going on these days). However, sometimes we are not aware of things and when I trip upon something that means something to me, I feel the need to share. I think it is a good thing – but I always do try to balance it with hope 🙂
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I think you maintain a perfect balance. If you only wrote the protest poems, they would begin to consume you, whereas if you left them out, the feelings would consume you. Besides, if your other readers are anything like me, they like the contrast.
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When I feel deeply about something or feel a deeper emotion, I usually have to write it out or I can’t write other things. Other times, I need to write the optimistic, hope-filled write, because even I need to be reminded that tomorrow can be a better day. I agree with you… it can consume you.
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I have to write things out of my system in the same way. It’s impossible to write about sunsets when I’m simmering over social injustice or abuse, but once I’ve knocked the edge off it I can move on.
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I think we’re both fortunate that we have the ability to write. To me, it seems a sin that most schools make children hate writing. They only focus on the monotony of rules instead of realizing the importance of expression itself. Probably why we are survivors 🙂
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I don’t remember the monotony, just the thrill of writing – of finding the correct words to make sentences taste good. I think I was in a world of my own, and I was left pretty much to get on with it, since it was rare in that school to find a child so in love with words.
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Yeah… that’s just a pet peeve of mine. We’ve homeschooled with a few different schools and I have never been satisfied with their writing curriculum. It is just rote “write a paragraph” and they don’t really teach kids to love words. I’ve had to supplement for the kids and they all have embraced writing, even those who should not because of their Dyslexia. I just find it sad because I feel that writing is so central to my own well being. I would hate for others to lose out on that experience.
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First, a love of reading is fundamental. Without that, a child is unlikely to develop a desire to write, and I think that’s part of the problem. My parents (not the school) taught me that books were exciting, and because of that, I wanted to write. That’s probably why I don’t remember the lessons much – I just wanted to write, and I was encouraged to do so. Not everyone is so fortunate; some need more help, and it’s clear that schools fail in that department, with their tight curriculum, and lack of time for individuality.
Your children are very fortunate to have a hands-on mother, especially when you add dyslexia to the mix.
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Agreed. My oldest hated reading. At that time, we did not know she had Dyslexia. It took me three years to convince her reading was awesome. I worry about my next child though, she reads more than I did at that age and I read a lot 🙂 I’m so glad you found your words Jane. The world is such a beautiful place with them… and with you in it.
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Words are so easy when I’m isolated inside my box, but when someone says something kind to me, the words fly away – I don’t know how to respond.
All I can say is, if I make the world a more beautiful place, it’s thanks to WP, and the friends I have made here. You have given me the confidence to be myself – warts and all.
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True… but I think that it still takes courage to say them. I think there are many people who cannot muster up the courage to say what needs to be said. Oh, don’t worry about the compliments. If anyone takes the time to say them, they must be deserved. I know it is hard. I also find compliments difficult. It’s like being asked to say good things about yourself. Um, I don’t know. Sometimes we do know things and other times we find it so hard to find them. However, if we were someone else looking in, we would find many. You make the world a better place. Your voice makes a difference. Your presence makes a difference. I’m not just saying that to make you smile, but hopefully you did anyway. Keep being you – we love you just the way you are.
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xxx
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“We crave our own freedom,
But we refuse to let others
Be free.”
Lovely piece! I loved the way you portrayed freedom! loved it
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Thank you – so glad you liked it 🙂
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This is incredibly powerful, Sumyanna. Loss of freedom comes in many ways including selling all your time to someone else who may abuse you in the work place.
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So very true Robbie. I think many have had a share in that experience, myself included. It is definitely not easy – but I always hope a better opportunity will come out of it. It is difficult to deal with the stress others create, just because they can.
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Very beautiful 👍🏽
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Thank you very much!
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Nice poem!!
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So glad you liked it!
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Keep it up!
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