Peace: a 21st century Anachronism

By: Alicia Dressman

Five dozen shouting.

All mouths open vocalizing hatred for hate –

some to be cool, others to get it out –

shouting loud,

looking left and right for the movement.

Where’s it going?

Never looking from where it came;

Grab a slogan, get to the sidewalks,

Pound your message into the pavement,

The mud of your sentiment,

On the eyes of the blind,

Miracle workers of the 21 century,

Always moving and shaking;

The world is too numb to feel the vibrations

The people too rooted to move;

Like gypsies they’ll scrape on by and by,

Reliving their heydays in moments like this.