Tuesday, April 1, 2008

LAFAYETTE CROSSES ON FALLEN HILL

I.

This once nameless barren hill
A pasture of grassland of vibrant green.
A few 100 lonely white crosses stood above the hill
Tidal flood of white crosses cascade to bottom of hill.

O’er 3000 lonely white crosses
Randomly scattered on pastoral hill.
The lonely white crosses stood so stark and still
Peacefully resting on vernal green.

The panorama of lonely white crosses –
And scattering of Star-of-David – Islamic Cresent -
And Buddhist Wheel Of Life - etched on crosses
Spreading white wings to wings across the green

O’er 3000 strong – so straight and tall
They answered their country’s call.
Coalescence of diverse warriors of war
Resting eternally at peace – they gave their all.

The lonely white crosses – do not sleep
They stood sentry on Fallen Hill
In the blazing noon day sun – wind – rain –
And in the hallow darkness of midnight sky.

A strong compelling forces – spontaneously
Pulls and glues your eyes upon the hill.
The epiphany – of those lonely white crosses
Evoke powerful message - THE BLEEDING OF AMERICA.

An unending caravan of cars,
Solemn procession parading below the hill
Paying homage to o’er 3000 strong.
“PASS IN REVIEW’ –- at FALLEN HILL.


II.

At Lafayette Bart station
The power of rumbling Bart trains
Resonates the cries of lonely white crosses –
Fracture the morning and day long calm.

Cannon fodders resting on Fallen Hill
To correct political wills.
How soon – to soon – will green pastoral hill –
Turn to snowy white hill?

Egregiously striping names off the crosses
Identity – soul –- incantation of names –
Unceremoniously swept into dust bin
Of National Discontent – dregs of discord.

The lonely white crosses stood vigil
Neither for Left nor Right.
Will anonymous crosses be swept off Fallen Hill –
Without the dignity of benediction?

O’er 3000 lonely white crosses – on Fallen Hill –
Symbol of our Great Nation of War –
Or symbol of Futility of Wars?
Allegorical rumbles – and beat – goes on and on.

April 04 2007

1 comment:

ScrapperLoredo said...

This poem touches my heart. It's in the Now, and very much effects our Nation. The poem starts out with a 100 crosses and then 3,000 crosses to o'er 3,000 crosses evoking our attentions to the many lives loss, in such a short time. Julie