Sam Silva

WHAT THE SHY COWARD THINKS OF EVENING
 
1.
(FOR THE SLEEP OF THE UPRIGHT)
 
War is terrible and evil
...it is a nightmare
like the "word"
sowing a seed of cold metal thoughts
for some perceived idea of love and justice.
 
And sometimes
although rarely
love and justice are born that way!
 
Something became of me long ago
and I wandered places
where my thoughts themselves
caused offense among the upright.
 
Something did not happen;
it failed to happen.
I am different. I never woke
and the darkness was true
and the truth was dark
 
and the truth and darkness
became my condition
and it slowly ceased to terrify me
 
...what terrified me
was the thought of waking
and the lies that men told themselves
bright
and vivid
and spicy with color
 
not a modernist painting
in formless shadow
...no, no, more like
 a color TV
where battle planes drone
in the silence of midnight
with the sound turned off
for the sleep of the upright.
 
2.
 
(WE COULD TALK ABOUT THE EVIL OF MONEY)
 
We could likewise talk about sex and its evil.
It is beautiful! It is what money buys
or money enslaves
 
...it magnifies our need for other beauty
because it always promises love
 
it weeps for love
and tears fill its eyes
...it moans and it raves
with one hand on the shackle
and one for the dove
in the children's eyes
and the children yearn
for mindless adventure
(a vision of war)
for which cities burn
on the great TV.
And sex turns away
from the child's game it plays
and settles
for dull
morality.
 
3.
 
(SEX IS NOT WHAT THE DARKNESS YEARS FOR)
 
Except that human warmth when friendly
touches blind anguish
and storms are born forth
like laughter
or tears
however quiet
...quiet storms
come down to the patient
in distant, ever so distant, years.
 

Sam Silva © 2011