David McLansky Poems
|761.||Answer To Valsa George's Quest For An Anonymous Lover||2/26/2014|
|762.||Ophelia To Hamlet||9/21/2014|
|764.||Lost Poems Found||10/23/2013|
|765.||in Praise Of Older Women||3/24/2014|
|766.||After My Death||12/25/2012|
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They told us all 'to just stay put, '
Breathing ashes and blackened soot,
'Put a towel against the door, '
'Wet it first, put it on the floor; '
'The Firemen were on the way, '
That's what 911 said that day;
But I've always had an ornery streak,
When told to obey and to be meek,
We were told to wait in that fiery din;
'Be patient, the firemen were coming in; '
But I rebelled; I could not sit still,
I would not cling to the windowsill,
I was tired of always following orders,
I had to think of my two daughters;
So for once I dared to rebel
Bangladesh (A Riff)
Everywhere I stand, I stand in water
It's wide expanse defines the border;
My country sinking into the sea,
The waters lapping at my knee;
My country now a muddy brown
The roofs submerged below their crown
The water lapping at the poles,
The tidal waves toss wooden bowls.
This was once an idyllic spot,