The following poem morning lament was written after one morning waking up to more depressing news on the radio news. This is the first poem in the Social Justice section called Between the Wings of the Crow of my poetry book A Call to Listen. There are seven poems for you to enjoy in this section.
It is like the leaders keep us overwhelmed by bad news so we become apathetic and complacent. It is when this happens that power is wielded . Like the saying when good people remain silent bad things happen. Many readers will relate to this morning lament.
morning lament
the morning begins with the crow
its articulated screech
takes me back to my fourth grade teacher
and world of long division
incomprehensible
the digital radio lights up
the dark of night is past
secret fears
scuttling crabs of the heart
dart into hiding
morning news like canned laughter
mocks me
as leaders in a world of illusion
seize loop holes
to button me down with their spin
between the wings of the crow
is stored anguish
and the mourning women’s lament
under dark skies lit by destructive fire
dawn becomes glare
stares me down
blindingly
and the crow mocks
as it flies away
beyond consciousness