! An Angry Poem About Peace - Poem by Michael Shepherd
This is an angry poem.
About those weasel phrases
which blow like paper in the street
helping us to
'The pee-yus pro-sayus' -
say it in the Irish voice
of obscurantist politicians
and we'll accept it as a term,
and believe that it needs hard work
and forward planning
and careful progress
and 'generous' concessions
and declarations of intention
and cautious examination
of opponents' motives
in the 'battle' for peace
and coming together
to establish differences...
is what is eternally there
when war and strife is absent.
I can't remember Christ
(was he Catholic or Protestant? I just can't remember...)
'Peace process be unto you'...
uh, when would that be? ...
or commanding the waves of the Sea of Galilee
'Engage in the peace process - be still'...
somehow it just doesn't seem to carry weight
as a blessing or a do-it-now...
'Go in process towards peace, my child...'
I wonder why that is.
Comments about ! An Angry Poem About Peace by Michael Shepherd
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
- Still I RiseMaya Angelou
- The Road Not TakenRobert Frost
- If You Forget MePablo Neruda
- DreamsLangston Hughes
- Annabel LeeEdgar Allan Poe
- IfRudyard Kipling
- Stopping By Woods On A Snowy EveningRobert Frost
- Do Not Stand At My Grave And WeepMary Elizabeth Frye
- I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love YouPablo Neruda
- TelevisionRoald Dahl