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peace in the parking lot

13 May

“Peace”, the voice calls out,
as if they have any clue
what it means, but pulls
me up short between
the white lines on the asphalt.

at my foot, it’s skin, once pink
now mottled, smeared grey, bits
of dirt impressed, tread on by
some shoe, taking/tearing away pieces,
unnoticed and discarded careless, by the
pruduct of someones mouth

“dang bro, it’s only gum”

“it’s only…” rings heavy, dismissing
and yes, it’s gum, and yes they once
had a name before they too became
“it’s only” as if that justified the
actions/inactions/reactions

“who?” you ask, just look, wherever
the noose still swings under the
spasmodic dying weight
of the oppressed

“Peace,” there is the voice again
and I turn to three tawny haired kids
in the back of the jeep waiting on their
mom who said she would only be a minute
in Starbucks and throw them the two fingered
gang sign of those that believe there is
a better way, and echo
their sentiments

they giggle and i smile a prayer that
maybe they will one day
show us the way
toward it.

 
2 Comments

Posted by on 2011/05/13 in Uncategorized

 

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2 responses to “peace in the parking lot

  1. Grace

    2020/07/09 at 5:41 pm

    How come I never knew about this blog before, smiles. Well, I hope the kids will show us the way. I am always hopeful despite the bad news clogging up the media.

     
  2. rugby843

    2021/07/13 at 6:39 pm

    Love this one!

     

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