Inside The Big Subterranean City Poem by Rod M.Peters

Inside The Big Subterranean City

Rating: 2.5


Inside the big subterranean city
That strives to affirm itself apart
From the infinite, all-encompassing Ether
By the subterfuge of a thin layer of skin,
There's a thousand miniature I's
Vying for supremacy,
Enmeshed in puny little wars,
Hoping to make their squeaking
Little voices heard above the general din.

Some say ‘sleep! '
Some say ‘wake! '
Some say ‘fight! '
Some say ‘surrender! '
Some say ‘trust in me! '
Some say ‘trust no one! '

The faintest, most ill-favored one
Coming as it were, from a cowering
Little boy in the middle of a bustling crowd
Who's muttering to himself, softly,
Lips barely moving, eyes sunk in the pavement,
Is scarcely heard at all:
‘Let us all quiet down and embrace silence,
That the one Voice may speak who was
Always content with listening,
The one whole Voice that will speak for
All the fractured little ones.
If I had two cents I'd bet he will simply say:
‘Sing! ''

Sunday, February 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: meditation,oneness,psychology
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 13 April 2017

Good write. And let me not forget: LUV It! Hee-hee. To MyPoemList & to April's showcase. Bri :)

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Rod Mendieta 13 April 2017

Hah! OK, a bit of light humour will always disarm me. Thanks for selecting this one for the Showcase.

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Bri Edwards 26 March 2017

The faintest, most ill-favored one Coming as it were, from a cowering Little boy in the middle of a bustling crowd Who's muttering to himself, softly, Lips barely moving, eyes sunk in the pavement, Is scarcely heard at all..............it took me a few seconds to realize it is the faintest....'little voice' which ..........................................................Is scarcely heard at all. now, WHAT.....WILL it say? ok, singing ain't (in itself) bad; it is what is sung which is important. is the city someone's brain? i'll forgo honest trashing AND dubious flattering (see the response to TB's comment, below) . but maybe next time i'll try some honest flattering and/or dubious trashing. bri :)

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Rod Mendieta 27 March 2017

Nothing I appreciate more than honesty and to elaborate a bit on the comment below, I rather hear one single voice honestly thrashing me than a whole chorus of dubious flatterers. Hence, you're comment is much appreciated. As to what should the voices in the poem sing about, well, it would be a different song in each brain, wouldn't it? I do like to see readers really dissecting poems like you do and not just merely saying good write or luv it. You wield an incisive scalpel there!

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Tom Billsborough 07 February 2017

Hi Rod, This is a very good poem. Cancel my previous remarks! This has genuine power and depth. It's going in my favourites' list.

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Rod Mendieta 08 February 2017

Tom, I'm flattered, comming from an accomplished poet like you. Have always appreciated your your criticism, even when you tear my little poems to pieces! Better honest trashing than dubious flattering...

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Rod M.Peters

Rod M.Peters

San José, Costa Rica
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