09 April 2018

Human Tsunami (a villanelle, revised)


Tsunami: "The wave further slows and amplifies as it hits land. Only the largest waves crest."

A rising wave lifts us up for insight.
Let it rise up until we learn the past—
history not hidden by diffuse light.

Let waves topple towers where villains lie
to sell us impoverished politics—
A rising wave lifts us up for insight.

The ruins clear stories powers deemed trite,
told by those who know what they talk about—
history not hidden by diffuse light.

News of refugee and immigrant flight
supplements elders’ tales of finding home—
A rising wave lifts us up for sight.

Photos reveal the lands exposed to blight,
when rich care little for children’s birthright—
history not hidden by diffuse light.

Folk march against what separates and blinds—
the flood won’t crest ‘til equality binds
A rising wave lifts us up into sight—
history revealed by refocused light.





First version:

A rising wave takes us into an era of in-sight.
Let it not crest until we are flooded by history—
history left unguarded by narrowly focused light.

Let waves topple mighty towers where politicians write
and sell us products of impoverished understanding—
a rising wave takes us into an era of in-sight.

Under stony ruins find the stories powers deemed trite,
told by those who daily struggle to keep families fed—
history left unguarded by narrowly focused light.

News (not so new) of refugees and immigrants in flight
supplements elders’ tales of how they found themselves a home—
a rising wave takes us into an era of in-sight.

Photos of now and then reveal their lands exposed to blight
when owners silenced voices demanding their children’s birthright—
history left unguarded by narrowly focused light.

Folk march and speak, prevent walls meant to separate and blind—
a flood that must not crest until we find the ties that bind.
A rising wave takes us into an era of in-sight—
history left unguarded by narrowly focused light.



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