Thursday, July 31, 2008

we fought
over whose half
of the sole red
popsicle was bigger

we fought
over who sat
shotgun in the
front seat of the
old white car

we fought
over which movie
to watch first

we fought
over who would
get to keep the toy
in the expensive
box of cereal

we fought
over who controls
the tv remote

NOW

we fight
to see who's
more powerful
in strength
and mind

we fight,
whose words
are more vile,
more hurtful,
most unforgiving?

we fight
without love
or mercy or any
sign of
affection

we fight
to see who
can hurt the
most and
cry the
least

we fight
to inflict pain
without reward
pain without
hope pain
within

we fight
though in
reality I cannot
call this unit
(the me
and the you
and the him
and the
others) a 'we'
anymore

I
and
you
and
him
and
the
others
are,
but
'we'
are
not

1 comment:

mythopolis said...

These words are so well said. And perhaps personal-familial, but they speak to human feelings of separation and belonging in general. So thank you for writing it.