FROM THE WINDOW ALL IS CLEAR

On the train today from Maine to New York with fellow Veterans for Peace member Doug Rawlings.  We were heading to N.Y. for the April 26 Full Disclosure: An Honest Commemoration of the American War in Vietnam event planned in New York City at the Judson Memorial Church.  The event is being sponsored by Veterans for Peace and Iraq Veterans Against the War. 

While on the train we agreed to each write a poem and this is mine.

From the Window All Is Clear

Two old poets on a train

sparks fly as they

share their words

both understanding

the rage and severe

disappointment,

depression

that veterans

rightly feel

Betrayed

by the flag

and the great white fathers

who sit inside the company house

fabricating stories

to sell war

and thievery

From the rail car window

the signs of decay

are everywhere

crumbling

boarded-up factories

in Worcester

homeless lined up

waiting for a meal

but nothing is free anymore

there is always a price to pay

Das Kapital sailed

to distant shores

where the poor

are even poorer

and work for next to nothing

Those at the top

of the pyramid

always casting about

for new ways

to pay for their 3^rd home

in the Hamptons

Back in the

‘Land-o-the-free’

states pass laws

banning minimum wages

fearing that workers

might be able to feed

their families

such a revolutionary

concept