Drinking Alcohol taught me how to fly
Then it took away the sky....

Sunday, August 3, 2014

NEIGHBORHOOD WATCH

LET THERE BE PEACE

THE 'HOOD

In unison steps 
and rhythmical stride
Morning, noon, and night, 
small armies of six or eight, 
washed shirts starched--
marching

I shudder, thinking
the awesome power--
spirituality emanating
seamlessly, seemingly
from several clusters
of little soldiers 
stepping in cadence
over heated pavements
..2..3..4..HUT!

Each few along the way
a parasoled officer leads,
perspiring in heat on concrete...
onward to grandmother's house,
where no enemy waits to meet.

Pushing, pulling 
wagons, baskets, buggies.
Groups of little ones
follow in filed rank, 
those taller. 
At head of all,
a "general" carries 
"wounded" young vet.

...and of that general?

why, it's none other than
she, who they all call "Mother!"


NOTE:  People who have moved here from other countries 
astonish me with their loyalty, devotion, togetherness
and friendliness. Whole extended families tread the
 sidewalks mornings and evenings and smile happily.
--steveroni






10 comments:

  1. A delightful view of unity, nice one!

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  2. there is something to be said (and you said it) for the family unity of other cultures. The unity remains and the number of soldiers extend.

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  3. smiles....cool observation man...and i see those families...some at least...and thank goodness for those moms...and dads that lead the way...and at times when needed carry the wounded....smiles...

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  4. smiles... sounds like you're having some lovely people living around you... i too love to do a little walk in the evening through my neighborhood, observing and watching a bit...smiles

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  5. ... the good side of other cultures is the constant togetherness and raport about anything and everything ... the bad side is that certain possible growth is deliberitly stunted ...

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  6. A thought provoking post Steve with great verbal images and photographs.

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  7. How have you been, friend? This post paints a beautiful picture - an evening stroll to Grandma's place. Heartwarming! Trust all is well!

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    1. All is well....even better than that, Lidj... :-)

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