APRIL AGONY
Oh longing, grass flown by, buzzed rotors clanking, modern wreck
Oh, sunshine, fading chromosomes wailing through a night's blight
Orange muff, winter stark teleportation, is union station closed shut?
Moved by this anachronic denial spiral of long leaved mustache slashed
Billed as men of religion, of pride bursting away in reflections slighted
They dance on our graves and spank their destinies with feathers flocked
They bounce their checks and babies on our knees bleeding against rocks
Infinite regress mindless hedonic whip slit skulls rolling down fez pools
Progress toward the jungle of creviced kink self-chest-plucked beatings
Progress with bulging guile, without regret, planning the next falling mass
Killing is easy when echoes die young. When tongues are torn, tied shut
When repeated genocide in Germany and other boroughs flamed skins dry
The world coined a term for this (re-)currency of societal monstrosity stamped
Red drenched flag with white sliver of hopeless moon covering its own star
And every 100 years or so, we claim our due and raise clean specter of truth
Burning like incense in unshakable faith chained in traditions to produce
Our grace packaged in toil, soil free loyalty to a beautiful locale only we own
Our apricot groves, villages gone, flailing instruments of innocence reborn
Rocky terrain salvation comes Araradian field blown zephyrs from our future
Cleansing their evil, thick as a river, evaporated in lies, threats, endless scars.
Bedros Afeyan
4-3-2015
Pleasanton, CA
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Dr. Bedros Afeyan is a theoretical physicist who works and lives in
the Bay area with his wife, Marine. He writes in Armenian and in
English and also paints and sculpts.
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