Warden's Blues

Warden's Blues

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Warden's Blues

 

 

 

why am i Christ in hiding

enough of the garden,

enough of the penance for all the sins of the world

enough of the Armageddon that keeps almost coming

enough of the mass murdering Hitlers

terrorists who do it in my name...

and then pray

 

with hands folded over fingerprints

that are lifted in some hideous resurrection

there is no ascension except of airliners

destined for desk work,

and Molotov cocktails  

pouring from the glowing glass of silver suns

 

i know they are calling my name

loud enough

strong enough

with fiery tongues

and burnt eyes they weep

 

but my tears mix with theirs

and they are unaware

i am on my knees as well

 

not hiding,

 

just watching how free will

can be so confining

when hate is the prison 

so many choose

and i really don't have the key to their cells

 

 

they do.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/10/19

© 2019 jacob erin-cilberto


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To think Man could bring God to his knees in bewilderment that His creation invokes His name to cultivate fear and hatred. The idea makes my head ache. And yet it happens.
Where are the Churchills when you need them.

A thought provoking piece here, j.



Posted 3 Months Ago


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jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

yes, exactly...thank you for your spot on words, Ted,
j.



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Poetry is a higher calling my friend. A farraginous of duty and decency and a binding of devotion with a smidgen of objectivity. I remember the outrage from my father when "Bonanza" was cancelled. By warden you may be inferring to the Reiki vital energy field held to exist within the body of every man and woman.
Hate, then, is other worldly. It has no social application, no psychological tribunal and no ecological niche. It just happens because humans refuse to change to both efficiency and solvency. I wish Jesus would come but i'm sure he wouldn't reimagine what has taken the place of Eden. Great poem....dana

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for sharing your insights, dana...i always appreciate your words,
j.
so dearly agree good sir Jacob! I think this all of the time when the ones that bend the doctrine to there own device have to show there faces to the divine the shame paints them there true colors but in the meantime we all have to try to paint them there true colors too... tis a mandate my friend

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your words, bunny....
j.
great poem from the mouth of Jesus himself, sick at the twisted bastardization of his words, he can do nothing more, can only watch,

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your insightful comment, gram,
j.
Anarchy and chaos come to mind in a disintegrating society of fragmented values. A work of art in poetry here J.

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

appreciate your words, andrew,
j.
I concur Jacob. They are locked in their hate filled cells of the mind and as you so eloquently say, nothing good ever comes from one man's anger at freedom of choice. Do they think their mind is The mind that sees how it should be?
Unfortunately, even asshats have freedom of speech.
I would normally add that the gene pool needs more chlorine, but that sounds a little too much like that Adolf fella to sit comfortably.
I no longer have any energy left to hate with, thankfully.

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

yes, my energy is waning as well, Lorry...most definitely...
thank you,
j.
To think Man could bring God to his knees in bewilderment that His creation invokes His name to cultivate fear and hatred. The idea makes my head ache. And yet it happens.
Where are the Churchills when you need them.

A thought provoking piece here, j.



Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

yes, exactly...thank you for your spot on words, Ted,
j.
Excellent poem, that with fine outspoken words looks at the dilema of how individual evil can dominate the wanted morality of the majority. A poem full of passion and outrage, would advise all to look at this!

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Leslie...
j.
We hope for better times, we hope this violence and hate will melt away, but at the moment there is nothing we can do except acknowledge it's happening. We alone do not have the key. It is a tragic situation and distressing for the majority of us who abide by the law and live with compassion in our hearts. You convey what many feel.

Chris

Posted 3 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Months Ago

yes, we alone can't...it has to be the majority as one...thank you, Chris,
j.

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Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..

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