shimon weinroth Poems

In the beginning, there were no conscious beings
when chaos had settled and the dust cleared
from murky waters, pain and fear, emerged
life, the sexually transmitted disease
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ideologies, glorious, romantic, often serious,
it's every day life that causes trouble
worry wrinkles, cynical smiles, besmirched innocence
great hopes burned and bleeding
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history is wasted, crucified by quantity
electrocuted. individuality and identity
old wives' tales lost to posterity
eye, has witnessed change of scene
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patient in sore need
promises everything in-deed
for relief of pain,
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would you risk life and limb
for flag and country
heroes do - would you -
would you risk life and limb
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born out of pain, fear is the father
of other emotions, whose flow at the ebb.
is joined by the mother of compassion
her stream of notions, takes pity and identifies
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pink yellow gold, orange and charcoal black
fins and tails of diaphanous silky nature
some dressed in perignors,
swimmg top to bottom, twirling gliding easily
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One stands on the Mts of Hebron
the other on the Judean Hills
glaring possessively at Jerusalem
fierce warriors of rhetoric, claiming halo of history
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I'm their grandfather,
and his father,
thus a partner
in your thunder
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jealous Plato mouthpiece of Socrates
echoed with metaphors
that spermed and spored
philosophers and historians
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