Ode to Great Power

by Rania Moallem   Jan 8, 2020

How beautifully buildings collapse.
How deep their voices are as they die,
as they weep their eyes to sleep,
They lost their families in a blink of a nap.
But haven't you enjoyed the time-lapse?
Dust ate all the flowers
and choked every laugh.
You have built so many bases
at the edges the of the sun.
They were suffocating in freedom,
lost in silent, useless nights
wasting time in dreams and fun.
Thank you for bringing democracy
for ridding them from dictators;
all their fears are dead and gone.
Free of fake liberty, but well, free of pain.
They're at rest now,
never to wake up again.

No more buildings to replace trees,
no more homes, no more shops,
no more pollution from factories.
Thank you Great Power
for fighting in every land,
for your land.
How proud you must be,
how bold is your stand?
You have risen above all;
all else is smashed to ground.
All those 'terrorists' fighting for rights,
All those 'terrorists' fighting for arms;
How dare they hold a sword, make a gun?
Breaching your self-declared exclusive right
to build everyday and be a power!
They even wanted to love at night.
Those nations painting the sky with chaos,
but now they must know who's the boss.
How far does light go in an hour?
Kill every tree to plant a flower.

Those men were bad, they were wild
their women suppressed;
I've seen it in your press.
Thank you Great Power,
for fighting for diversity;
black never did fit the pallet;
brown has always been dull.
Scarfs are suffocating women,
skirts have always been the trend.
Didn't you all agree?
It's the custom of the free.
Thank you Great Power,
let's rewatch the touching scene
let's rewrite it in your pen;
the world a better place
the sky a blue open space
before you Great Power,
at least for them; it Has Been.


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  • 8 months ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Goodness graciousness. This is truly a mind-blowing week for poetry.

    There is SO much in this poem, I keep coming back to and re-reading. There is such a story to your words, a bite, a gnawing reality that is blind to many. Because they'd rather believe they are doing the best for the world when it's only in their own interests.

    I cannot comment on every line, I just am honored you share this with us. The thing that stands out most to me is thinking about how much hypocrisy is in my government. It makes me think of how easily Americans are told that so-and-so is a "terrorist", but we are not told of the civilians who suffer overseas, we are not told who or why or what aggravated this or that attack. We are only brought up to believe, "these people want to kill us". And it's all lies. The media often shows the worst so we think there is no humanity in our countries.

    What I keep going back to after reading your poem is how we are taught of the importance of our second amendment, to bear arms, yet anyone else who does so, who fights to protect their own land, is deemed an enemy.

    "black never did fit the pallet;
    brown has always been dull.
    Scarfs are suffocating women,
    skirts have always been the trend."

    - Again, made me think of America believing we know what's best. Telling other cultures what should or shouldn't be accepted, not even realizing how condescending we are to dictate what is "suffocating women" or not when it's their choice and their beliefs to do so or not. And yes, there is almost no other shade but varying degrees of "white" that can satisfy apparently. You hit the nail on the head.

    We are promised that we are being protected every step of the way, that our nation is the best example of how to live, but we're not told the truth: the causalities, the aftermath of this kind of sick, obsessive power, and how so many believe we still have the best intentions. By placing ourselves anywhere and everywhere, choosing to be involved and convincing everyone it's what had and has to be done.

    Rania, love you so much! <3

    • 8 months ago

      by Rania Moallem

      Thank you for your all-the-time thorough reviews and authenticity MA <3 I love you too. This shoe fits every Great Power of our world today, IMO no greatness did rise with clean hands ever so far. Innocent people will always pay the price for the calculations of the "big". Thank you <3

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