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ANOTHER MISSILE CRISIS

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I still remember the days of the Cuban Missile Crisis as if they were yesterday.

I still recall the look on Sister’s face as she read the memo she soon shared and displayed.

Duck and cover had no place among the wizened nuns opposed to fools at play.

Instead, we gathered in the church. Before the altar we knelt and prayed.

Then, we were sent home to be with our families, expecting missiles to fly our way.

I hurried and ran all the way home, tripping over myself, that frightening day.

Those were the days of bomb shelters dug in backyards where kids played.

Not in our yard, Dad explained. Even if we survived nuclear radiation in the bombs first hits

we would remain below for years until it was safe to come above ground, only to see

destruction all around, no food nor water safe, no crops nor animals, just empty space.

What good would such survival be? Better to die, he said,… immediately.

And so we children knew the new reality that life was under constant threat each day.

Then, Kennedy forced the Russians away from our back door until another day.

Russia has not stayed away from solemn threats to have its say and make us pay

for its failed experiment in communism as democracy gained greater sway.

China, North Korea and Iran eager to join in the latest fray.

This is nothing new, nothing unseen before. There has always been war.

Always a need to defend our doors. But, impossible to shutter doors to nuclear war.

Greed for power and wealth overcomes sanity in communism or democracy.

This war has two fronts, as all wars do: a home-front, and one off-shore.

October has returned with threats that November elections might correct.

But, once again, I am unsure if we have the guts to face down the clowns,

who play us like their fake pianos; and to shove them out of the ring, and out the door.

No duck and cover for me. I love my democracy. I will stand in the open forevermore.

I will never give in to bullies and fear. I shall stand firm and pray. Then, I shall vote.

With you by my side, we shall endure. Of this, fellow citizens, I am sure.

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THE WORLD IS COUNTING ON YOU

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I asked the question on my mind

to Mom and Dad long ago.

How did you not know

the Germans were rounding up Jews,

and Gypsies and dissidents who cared

that their nation was being overtaken

by Nazis who sowed despair

in Poland, Austria and France?

How could America divert her glance

from war looming on the horizon?

I did not understand then.

I do not understand now

why until Pearl Harbor 

Americans shrugged a brow.

Not Dad, he enlisted long before Pearl.

He saw that war knocked on our door

as he escorted ships full 

of lend-lease goods to Britain’s shores.

Like Ukrainians, we hoped Britains

could forestall a world-wide war

that Americans must fight.

Out of mind, out of sight

seems to be not only a universal dodge

but an eternal one as well,

lasting across generations 

with shallow memories.

As then, now, we have fascists here at home

with white supremacy guiding their views

and politicians pleading their cause

as the nation’s own, ignoring American principles

of freedom and equality

as they burn books and block votes

and bind women to their side

that they may attack children

and threaten life with weapons

of war in schools, churches, synagogues 

and even grocery stores.

Are such threats truly unseen?

Are such threats overcome by entertainment T.V.?

Americans know the score

on Dancing with the Stars and Housewives

from too many cities to keep count.

And, yet, have no time to explore

candidates and policies before they vote,

if they do vote with raised brows 

at a ballots’ surprise of choices to be made.

So, they stay away, and let war descend

without raising a hue or cry.

Soon to be come a nation occupied

by foreign notions from foreign nations

who did not even need to raise a gun

to destroy democracy for every American.

It need not be this way.

Get to work and learn the truth.

for once, put aside your play.

Then go vote on election day.

It is the least, the very least

you can do.

The world is counting on you.

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COMPANION POEMS

POET’S LAMENT

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I do not wish to get stuck

in the MAGA yuck and muck.

I wonder if those Germans

who watched fascism unfold

believed the stories they were told

by their brownshirt supported bully;

as the MAGA-hatted crowds

 who cheer our own

American grown version

of violent political rhetoric

mant to intimidate and eradicate

those whose power they fear,

and propelled by a sense 

of victimhood raised to an art

they plot and plan and strive

to drive Americans apart. 

A nation may not survive at all. 

Or, if it can survive it may not be intact.

And freedom may be forestalled

until the danger stops casting its pall

on its very survival.

So, instead of love and flowers,

sunny skies and dreamy hours

I write of dangers big and small.

I write of questions which call

for prompt response.

I note with dismay the loss of time to play.

I wish for earlier days

when citizens felt a duty to stand and say

democracy is under threat this day.

DREAMS OF HYPOCRISY

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The dream stayed with me through the night.

Over and over the image repeated despite

frequent awakenings disturbed by the sight

of four babies with open staples in their eyes.

No matter other images crossing left to right

in dreams arranging matters as they might,

allowing mind to gain much-needed insight.

Those babies needed someone to make right

harms foreseen if removal was not done right.

I struggled with ideas of how to help all night.

Finally, firmly grip with tiny tools and pull tight

became the answer as I awoke at first daylight.

Then a new thought occurred and set truth alight,

“…first, remove the beam out of thine own eye.”

But, then a new thought came to light.

The staples were open to grab whatever came in sight

and make it their own view, with new and greater insight.

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HAIKU

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There are so many

shoes dropping I am tripping

on the way to vote.

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LIFT EVERY VOICE

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Is it the nightingale

whose song we hear

as day turns to night

and weakens us with fright?

Or the lark whose sweet song

drifts upon the rising dawn

announcing a new day has begun?

Together, they make music

and fill our world with song

that we may dance,

in graceful strides forward,

to encourage and make us strong.

Lift every voice and sing.

It is time to sing along.

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BEING HUMAN

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When fingers are frozen

with too-tight a grip on the trigger,

and hearts are so cold

that their over-heated words

freeze others’ tongues,

can their ice-blocked minds

ever be thawed?

Have they become mere automatons

unable to think an errant thought,

icily convinced they are always

right?

Are their minds no longer their own?

Are they so frozen in fear,

so brittlely certain that they are in danger

of reason breaking into hard shards?

“Who are these people?” is not

an uncommon question, nor

one of personal identity.

It questions if they are indeed

part of humanity.

The true question must be

“Are they human?”.

For those still warm enough to reason,

to progress, to change, to love

that question is what we really fear.

For, if they could lose their humanity,

might not we?

Has humanity chosen self-immolation

in an over-heated fossil-fueled world?

It is a choice within every nation.

Elections matter in a time like this.

Voting is an act of creation.

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STAY TUNED:OBSTRUCTIONISM IS STILL ON THE TABLE,By Louise Annarino,November 9,2012

STAY TUNED:OBSTRUCTIONISM IS STILL ON THE TABLE,By Louise Annarino,November 9,2012

STAY TUNED:OBSTRUCTIONISM IS STILL ON THE TABLE,By Louise Annarino,November 9,2012


— Read on annarinowrites.wordpress.com/2012/11/09/stay-tunedobstructionism-is-still-on-the-tableby-louise-annarinonovember-92012/

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EVERY CHILD DREAMS OF AMERICA

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Every child dreams of America in the womb,

encased in darkness, floating toward light,

eager for freedom, waiting for clear sight.

Every child dreams of America in the womb,

encased in firm walls, tightening the hold,

eager for freedom, waiting for dreams to unfold.

We celebrate the birth of a beloved country.

We celebrate freedom to climb mountains and see

anything and everything we dream we can be.

Like a child in the womb, freedom’s birth brings

new challenges to do the right thing, 

as fireworks we watch, and anthems we sing.

Like a child in the womb, freedom’s birth brings

learning to walk and talk and so much more;

to care and share, and love restore.

We celebrate the birth of a beloved country.

We celebrate rights guaranteed, but ignored,

until their loss is a wound we cannot endure.

Every child dreams of America in the womb.

Birth of nations require so much more

than we have been willing to suffer and work for.

Every child dreams of America in the womb.

Like children each detail and pleasure we note.

Like children we play instead of going to vote.

Every child dreams of America in the womb.

Living the dream means nurturing the nation

lest its freedoms, and ours, are entombed.

Every child dreams of America in the womb.

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FALLING FROM A MORE PERFECT UNION

Alito’s words stilled my own.

A falling body has no time

to waste on words when breath

is so precious and undermined

by space displaced by diving

thoughts toward a very dark place.

It is not just Roe which falls with me;

but, likely Obergefell, Griswold 

and Loving, too. So old,

I recall them all. The sacred tome

which gives the rights owed humanity

is our constitution which gives privacy a home

of safety, freedom and security.

Alito steals them all from me.

The greater fear is that he would say

mob rule would bind our hands again 

with state’s rights to up-end a nation’s democracy.

The word privacy does not exist, so he says.

Nor does the word slavery, nor contraception,

nor sexuality, nor women’s and persons of color’s

right to vote and have a say in lives they own;

because they don’t in the words originally

written for white land-owning gentlemen alone.

But that is the  point, one no longer hidden.

White male supremacy, and protecting the wealthy

is Republicans’ true north. Which is why 

even women support letting democracy die.

Why even kind men still vote for extremist

candidates they know can save their wealth

by telling the most outrageous lies.

Stolen election is not the first lie.

The first was that women and Africans are less

than any white man of wealth could allow

to be free, for fear their fields of wealth

once shared, would lie fallow. 

I thought I could no longer write poetry

while my love for country makes me cry

knowing my beloved Law is often denied.

The law is sacrosanct, you see. 

Alito’s words mean the courts are no longer free.

And that will be the death of the rights

of you and me, and perhaps the world

whom my country once led toward democracy.

The world is falling along with me.

I am not alone if you join me and vote 

for those who would protect us as we fall,

and right the wrong words which stand so tall

we can no longer recognize truth at all.

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VOTE WHILE YOU STILL CAN

The things I would like to forget are clear

while the things I would like to remember

slip away like a playlist on a playback feed.

The happy faces of refugees

making it safely to Lviv,

then on to even safer spaces

are not so clear as those in tears

who remain under siege in fear

that they will die of famine or thirst

or gunshots, missiles, or worse.

Too many soldiers lie in wait

at too many city gates

to begin the killing spree

of genocide against those free

of despots and autocrats

across their borders.

I can barely say the names

of those who live here at home

with the same desire to destroy

our hard won democracy.

It is clear whom they admire.

First, themselves for cleverness

and ability to con under the duress

of fear, superiority and loathing. 

They build fear’s  weapons

and amass stockpiles of fear

funded with tax-free incomes

and air it far and wide,

while they hide as Citizens United

in common cause to destroy

people of color, women, and those whose gender

threatens their white male masculinity

and the women who wash their feet

with unshed tears from their own hidden fears.

Cowards are everywhere.

We used to deride them.

Now we elect them.

I wish we could forget them.

But they are hiding in plain sight.

and they will never do what is right.

And so we must reject them 

and win this last fight against them.

Vote! damn it. Vote!

While you still can.

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