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new ribbons in the sky

walking on the sidewalk after the rain
did my best not
to step in the poison

the trees the flowers did their best
to drink in the rain
but I was not fooled
nor taken in
by the poison

the sky had been laced with
thirteen white ribbon,
(I counted them)
ribbons which grew, expanding
and dispersing
across a once blue horizon

and then, later, the rain came pouring down
dissolving all that the ribbons had
unleashed
to fall everywhere
beneath
the unsuspecting
world

and here we are
left to think
at secrets
and fabricators
and conspiracies
of death and
disease
of malignancy
and malingering

all this rain falls on God's creation
watering man flora and beast
the tide has been unleashed
it falls down from heaven

yet what Godless
creature would  create and detonate
(death-tonate)
this pestilence
dissolving this ribbon of poison
down on us/me?

what kind of man would reign
and rain down upon us:
bombs and scuds and drones
and this new dissolving ribbon
in the sky

does He think He is God?



Copyright 6/28/2014 All Rights Reserved By This Author
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All Ideas/Poetry/Stories are the Sole Work and Property of this Writer
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Melissa A Howells

There is a reference, which was implied but not intended here.
Think of Stevie Wonder's Ribbon In The Sky...a song about love.
How ironic, if this song is playing in your head as your read this
short poem...because my poem is about a kind of deliberately
calibrated and manufactured hate, deceit, destruction, death.
Ever notice the word-bit of "man" in manufactured?





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