Jumbled Dream
Written while taking a walk in the neighborhood.
Just playing with the sounds of words —
Hope it might have some meaning for you … 🙂
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I fell into a dream and screamed.
I fell into a vat and laughed.
I flew around the sky and cried.
I prayed, and then my fears were stayed.
I broke into a song and longed
For peace within my troubled heart.
I wrote this poem with these words
To stop the threat of life absurd.
I felt the wind against my skin.
I felt the peace well up within.
I tried to give you all my heart —
At least, I made a running start.
I sang the song of always-love.
It flew in air, like peaceful dove.
The Spirit came down from above,
And told me what His secret was.
I fell into a new romance.
It made me jump about and dance.
Alas, ’twas just a thing of chance —
A fluke, a spark, a happenstance.
And now I see that nothing lasts,
Except the love born in my past.
The Love that brought me from the womb,
And will be there when I meet tomb.
clarakatalin 
On the Wrong Side
(Reflections on D-Day and other conflicts)
What happens when
You’re on the wrong side,
Through no fault of your own? —
You didn’t ask to be born.
What happens when
You’re one black among whites
Or one white among blacks?
What happens when
Your skin’s another color,
Your religion is different,
Or you’re the former enemy?
Peace has been declared,
But it takes take time
For hatred not to flare.
I’m on the wrong side sometimes,
But I have to live.
Please give me a chance.
Don’t judge me by labels
And prejudiced fables.
Though some may be true,
I’m a person too.
And I, too, must learn
To open my heart,
To make a new start.
To open my mind,
To learn to be kind,
Though we might disagree —
We need to be free.
To see you as special
Would really be helpful.
To see your great worth —
It really can’t hurt.
To learn to forgive,
That’s how we must live.
(June 6, 2014 – 70th anniversary of D-Day, World War II)
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