Wednesday, May 4, 2011


A feeling
Self-awareness lost
Or is it
Something else?
When praise
Spills forth
For a work
I would not do
Nor ask of another
A work that
Would be done
Were I to seek it
condemn it
Were I omnipotent
I would
Have had it
All another
I praise the
Warriors for
A work that
Was required
But feel
For that

Ken Goree

This poem comes in the wake of the Osama Bin Laden’s death.  I feel torn that I am glad that it has finally happened, that I should be happy for a death.  I pray for the day that humanity loses the need to make war, and perpetuate hatred.  I pray that it is not a genetic need which cannot be overcome.

 I’m thankful daily that there are people, close friends some, who serve as our country’s protection with noble intent and limitless bravery.

1 comment:

  1. I forwarded this poem on to Kelsey. We've had several discussions this week about the mixed emotions this event brought up...about the state of our world and the sick feeling of being glad about death. Your poem pretty much echoes my sentiments. As usual, I appreciate getting a poem in my inbox each day! -- Kim J.