s./j. goldner

(March 2nd,1984 / USA)

postscript


You cannot make people see evil
even if you blaze it from a 10,000
volt football stage.

It’s not as defined as in the books
we read growing up. It’s hidden,
out of view—operates behind closed doors

After gaining the approval in the public
Eye. And the truthful ones are silenced.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Edited: Saturday, August 28, 2010

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  • Seán O' Muiriosa (7/13/2007 10:35:00 AM)

    I feel there's a political element to this, am i right? It certainly hits home with me on that level.
    Seán (Report) Reply

  • Melanie Agua-Winney (6/28/2007 3:18:00 PM)

    Evil, so with Beauty or Love is a mystery yet to be resolved by logic. i love how you creatively simplify the idea of evil in this context-in such a manner that is not a hackneyed philosophizing. (Report) Reply

  • Nalini Hebbar (8/29/2006 7:05:00 PM)

    SUN...but truth lives on even after the evil has finished its work...great lines of wisdom...love...nalini (Report) Reply

  • Tailor Bell (8/29/2006 3:05:00 PM)

    the eye does not see what the mind does not know...or something like that.
    [kick a politician today] - my possible new bumper sticker. -Tailor (Report) Reply

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