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