Pasquale DiMeola

Veteran Poet - 1,863 Points (Newark, New Jersey)

3000 Francs To Dear Djami - Poem by Pasquale DiMeola

A feeble hand reaching out of a womb
A withered hand reaching into a tomb
So goes the revolving doors of humanity
Like a spinning dervish calmly whirling

We move across the chessboard with millions
We caked our soles and toes in vermilion
As the victors and defeated traded continents
'In extremis' quoted for an adage

Our visions concealed by those with power
Our legions expired by the hour
Till goodness becomes the ridicule of belief
To the shameful state of no one caring

Flutist in a canoe
Floating along the river
As the twilight ensues
A solo piece delivered

With hung heads
In humble respect
Life passes before all eyes
Through the revolving doors
Into the tumultuous sea of humanity.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 24, 2011

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