“Hands of Shame”
I can’t recall the soul I lost
when summer turned to sudden frost.
Forever living in the lie
that blindness prompts the truth to die.
In the night the demon sings
a lullaby of sharp bee stings.
The clown of all my early dreams
collapses from its damaged seams.
A river washed away my past,
but in the night the dream comes fast.
Circling bees around my head;
tempted by life to pray to be dead.
Force away the hands of shame.
Grant the child one less pain.
Paying for another’s sins
is a lifetime fight that no one wins.
Save the loyal, kill the rules.
Remove your child from silenced schools.
It’s time we learn the crucial game
that frees us all from hands of shame.
- Author unknown
July 3, 2009 at 11:00 am |
Wow! where did you find that?
July 4, 2009 at 12:53 am |
RDL,
I found it from a Poetry site called “Passions in Poetry” or http://www.netpoets.com. Chanced upon this poem while surfing the web a couple of nights ago and the words struck me. Too bad that the author’s name wasn’t mentioned.
I hope you’re having a nice Fourth weekend. Take care.
July 3, 2009 at 11:01 pm |
“Save the loyal, kill the rules.
Remove your child from silenced schools.
It’s time we learn the crucial game
that frees us all from hands of shame.”
Parang nakikini-kinita ko na. Subversion. At marami pang iba.
Parang kulang lang ng letra iyong “rules” sa first line. It is missing an “r.” Kidding! Haha!
July 4, 2009 at 1:13 am |
Atticus,
Hahaha Kulang nga, ano? I do like the subversive theme and tone of the poem. I don’t believe in paying for another person’s sins. It’s something that I’ve always hated. But unfortunately, it happens to us a lot of times in a lot of ways.
July 4, 2009 at 1:01 am |
This is timely, pards. We just pulled out our daughter from her present school because of “corporal punishment”. The teacher said she wants to set my child as an example to her classmates. She’s in kindergarten class.
I’ll blog about it one of this days.
July 4, 2009 at 1:17 am |
Blogusvox,
I’m very sorry to hear about what happened to your dear daughter. I agree with your decision to pull your daughter out. The teacher’s ways are so medieval and brutal. It was so unfair of her to put your daughter on the receiving end of what is nothing more than a mere “palabas”. Her action deserves condemnation.
I hope your daughter’s alright.
July 4, 2009 at 6:54 am |
very interesting poem. in a way, the “Catholic guilt” instilled in us when we were young is like paying for another’s sins.:P
July 5, 2009 at 8:08 am |
Miranda,
True. It sucks, doesn’t it?
Why not just let the person who committed the sin pay for it himself/herself? It sucks when we all have to pay for the sins of a few. It happens in everyday life. Because of the acts of a few, rules are tightened that make life more difficult for those who play by the rules.
July 11, 2009 at 7:00 am |
hi S’ Baker..
i enjoyed as well, ur choice of poems, triggers me to work on something like this..
glad to be back..i jst printout your recent post so i can file,..chew, digest it all more and yeah, share the insights too. i did featured your updates as well so i could visit u more often. RGDS,
July 11, 2009 at 12:02 pm |
AJ,
Thank you very much for the compliment, Pards. Stop by anytime. Take care.