flashlight
eleven hours and I can't stem the bleeding
the machines of men are blinking in the sun
their best laid plans in stop-motion
and their minor gods on the run
Inside is the day with no light
and the slivers of sharpened desire
diffuse among the grey matter
Landi Cruz
Mon 26th May 2025 20:42
Hey, David,
Thanks for the comment. It is a brilliant work. I showed some of it to a group of my English students and they seemed entranced--that speaks volumes to me about its relevance.
I probably shouldn't go on, but I guess I'm gonna anyways...
It's Memorial Day here in the States.
Some odd days ago I happened to catch a woman on TV talking about men and women who have given their lives on the battlefield or otherwise in service of country--she made the statement that any of them would gladly do it again.
All I could think was, "are you sure?"
And it struck me that from the time we're born in this country--maybe other countries too--for good or evil, we're fed these lines about sacrifice, be it somebody dying for freedom or somebody dying for sins.
And then, something else struck me...
Decades ago I personally witnessed a young woman in training throw her own body over a live mortar which had undergone unexpected impact because she thought it might explode and harm those around her. Yet, many of the people who talk the loudest about jesus and patriotism wouldn't sacrifice one red cent to pay for her healthcare without crying that the US was turning to communism.
There are people for whom I wouldn't think twice about giving my life, but neither Joe Biden nor Donald Trump are on the list. And, the days are gone when I would "serve my country" without sharing a piece of my mind about the propaganda machine.
Well, I suppose that's enough outta me. I don't need anyone here thinking I could use a friend just because I'm not real proud of the fact that the selfless are in the same boat with a lot of selfish, narrow-minded, and reckless people.
Thanks again for commenting 🌷