Tug of war (Original Poem)

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Tug of war

In my veins, like a river, I can feel
Flooding and rushing to lungs
Those won't get a clear puff
And the brain that won't cease depicting
Horror and fear of pain.

Generations of fake peace
Whilst listening to the ticking of a metronome
The sea was my tranquilizer
Until these nightmares of fireballs in the middle of the dark sky came.

When will it be?
When we close our doors and call it a night
Dogs quiet, beds made and ready
All things that we were looking for, found.

Senseless has been all
Maniac Tyrants, playing chess with their hollow arguments
Moving soulless uniformed robots
Unsound creatures, just pawns.

In the devilish of times, very talkative heroes always preaching on a screen
Whilst on the real land, the only thing that can be heard is the wails of mothers, of the daughters.

The same siren song that has been ringing for hundreds, thousands of years over the dark and cold soil,
And it surely is disheartening
And it downplays all hope in us.

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Picture taken and edited by me in Buenos Aires, September 2019.

According to one of my muses, Nina Simone, the duty of Art should be the depiction of the times, and I think that it is. These last few days we woke up in shock, watching as the flame of war is still alive as it was 70 years ago. It is a sad view, and it causes a lot of frustration not knowing what to do to end it.

I felt inspired by my disappointment and fear, even with rageful feelings that circulate in my head when I think of all the unnecessary suffering in the world right now. As much as we want to believe that we humans are evolving, growing, getting better with technology and communication, we are also powerless pieces in a much larger game dominated by cruel, money, and power-hungry beings.

I went directly to the Blockchain Poets community to share my stuff and I found out that many of your poems fellow writers are also inspired by all of these events. It is not surprising, because, in times like this, it is unsettling to watch what is happening in Ukraine.

I hope that we can all unite to minimize violence in the world.

César.

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Que gran poema amigo, y pensar que seguimos viviendo en pleno siglo 21 una guerra sin sentido viendo como mueren inocentes que no tienen nada que ver con eso =/ casualmente dentro de un momento voy a publicar un poema hablando sobre ello, otra gran pieza amigo de tu parte, un abrazo =)

Muchas gracias José! mi humildad se impresiona por las palabras como "gran pieza", pero voy a tratar de creer que sí es bueno, y me alegra mucho que te gustara. Es loco pensar que en este año, aún la guerra siga viva. Es decepcionante.

Hi @cesarj21. You have brought a lapidary, true poem. The various eras that humanity has experienced, have been insufficient to be able to evolve and understand (although it sounds somewhat illusory), that we are one, living the experience of individuality. Unfortunately, war is hitting us in the face again, like the monster it is, with all its force, forcefulness and horror, from which none of us will come out unscathed, even if we are thousands of kilometers away. God have mercy on us all. A hug. Take care of yourself.

-Lapidary- wow, what an impactful word to describe my poem, thank you very much. It kept me saying it out loud many times as I walked.
I completely share your philosophy, and it is what I tried to transmit in the writings, it doesn't matter if we are not in Ukraine, the waves and consequences of these conflicts will affect all of us, and even worse, could even escalate, which sounds way much scary.
On the other hand, I don't believe too much in diplomacy and politics, and I am sure that you could understand where does that comes from.
So I guess all we can do is try to help people in the ways that we can, even if is just moral support, and then fight war with active opposition.
Another hug back to you, I wish you continue to be wonderfully.

Like you, I am very skeptical of diplomacy or politics, I think they are delaying mechanisms that only prolong an end for the convenience of a few. We can only do what we can to help, from our personal space, be it a little or a lot, but to do something; for example, to never forget what is happening.

Many think that if one area of the world is affected, the rest is certainly at peace, but it only takes time to show how much everyone is affected even if not equally but a percentage of it is certainly damaged.

I know I am somewhat affected, and A LOT of us got hit psychologically by these events, because how can we enjoy silly and common things as we know for sure that there are other people suffering currently, right?
But well, that is human nature, never at peace entirely. Thanks for taking the time to check on my poem Tahmina, and for your contribution.

I love a good poem! And I love to see a good poem earn rewards.
Thank you for exploring current events through your poetic connection to truth.

I'm at its best an amateur, debutant writer, so I feel very flattered by your words. Thank you very much, it serves as powerful fuel-motivation for me to keep writing, sharing my thoughts, experiences. I appreciate it, thanks again.

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