If you disarm
will you be arm less
and have to feed
yourselves
with a fork between your toes?
Will you be broke
then, broken, bashed
and battered beyond
recognition with
the rest of the
poor under-employed?
If you disarm, will you be disarming?
or will you have lost your ability
to charm and
hoodwink,
look powerful and
wield images
both arms
circling
in air?
Posted at Poets United Poetry Pantry #273
Copyright © 2015 S.L.Chast
What a thought provoking 'diamond' poem! Love your playing with 'disarm'. Sure, peace and love!
ReplyDeleteI think this is very clever.. I think I can accept being disarmed in one way but not in other.
ReplyDeleteQuite a bomb dropped in shape, thought and rhetoric, amazing poem!
ReplyDeleteHave a nice Sunday Susan
Much love...
I would say this is quite a commentary on the political arena. There is a lot of hoodwinking going on, neither charming nor disarming.
ReplyDeleteI especially like, "If you disarm, will you be disarming?" I so wish every nation was disarming, Hope would do a happy dance!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a strong & thought provoking piece..!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully executed!
Lots of love,
Sanaa
I have always been charmed to be disarmed by pretty faces. However being so that makes me vulnerable to their wiles. There is so much more in your poem, a darker side, recognition perhaps that you cannot have an upper class making money without the underdogs struggling to survive and worse. Sadly we think like individuals and are happy so long as we are not them.
ReplyDeleteStrong picture poetry and I wonder if you disarm will you be armless? That is a strong image..
ReplyDeleteThat's very meaningful wordplay...
ReplyDeletelove your title and play on arms / disarming....peace on earth...an amazing poem...
ReplyDeleteWonderful form to this and such clever, meaningful word play...hayes Spencer is Kanzensakura
ReplyDeleteA witty (but not funny) expression of a very serious question!
ReplyDeletewonderful play of words! much to ponder.
ReplyDeleteloved this shape poem. :)
This made me stop and think..
ReplyDeleteWell done!
A clever poem - in a different way I can empathise with the threat of loss of limb - frankly another way can always be found as the mind tends to be stronger than the limits of the body - which indeed your poem so wonderfully suggests
ReplyDeleteWonderful word play and makes a whole lot of sense,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
love the outline of the poem and the idea.
ReplyDeleteInsightful and rather dark.
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