poetry by j matthew waters

early out on a Friday afternoon

it’s past lunchtime on a Friday
and images from Aleppo are being
broadcasted everywhere

from Berlin to Warsaw
Nagasaki to Kabul
Sarajevo to Beirut
Baghdad to Hanoi
from Paris to New York City

I’m sitting with a friend outside
a trendy cafe
watching the world go round
and round and round

inside the cafe televisions
hang in the balance
patrons shouting for the wars
to be turned off
exhaling a collective sigh of relief
once their demands are met

we switch from caffeine to craft beer
and talk sports and politics
of the latest intellectual documentaries
challenging today’s minds

and so I say I’ve been told how freedoms
throughout the world
have spread exponentially over the past century
despite public servants in certains places
attempting to reform the world’s inequalities
raising standards of living everywhere
creating economic prosperity
to anyone seeking a better way of life

but what of those dying to be seen
behind the television screens
what has happened to their freedoms
and their endless possibilities

august two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
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5 thoughts on “early out on a Friday afternoon

  1. An excellent piece. This is very powerful and emotive. Sometimes, when we switch off the tv, we can imagine that reality fades, but your last stanza says it all.

  2. I think it’s great… we need a balance though… only war is not true, but we need to see it for what it is…

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