“It always comes down to just two choices. Get busy living, or get busy dying.” Stephen King in Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption
When did our thinking turn to likeness of
a whetstone used to sharpen wordblades?
When did diplomacy turn to battlegrounds?
When did we cease to praise a compromise?
Was it when essays were abridged to tweets?
We seek out comfort digging trenches
shellshocked in his gilded wasteland,
we pretend that there is hope in winning
jackpot with only one remaining quarter.
Are we earthworms waiting to be bait?
But still we can get busy living, and let
casinos crumble. Plow; Plant seeds and tend
your saplings. Turn your back to fights
and hatred cause in the eyes of strangers
burns a fear that’s just the same as yours.
Magaly asks us to write a three stanza poem using a quote from the last book we read at toads. I read Shawshank Redemption this summer, and really liked it. A good book to pick quotes from. I will also link to Poetry Pantry tomorrow.
January 14, 2016