Conversation With Jo Poem by Emu Getachew
Conversation With Jo
We can talk for hours and laugh in between
He respects my words as much as I respect his thinking
There we were choosing human characters from an article
Intrinsically we both chose a man who lavish in infidelity
however insane we both agreed separately
that this simple quest for human character
is not something that we should take casually.
He said, well social norm for the greater good
Even though, I respected his thinking,
I had to examine my own stand
Norm! I said to him with all due respect,
I despise that word for what it represents
I feel caged, slaved, even hanged
just hearing the word I got petrified.
What happened to our will I asked?
He then said primal needs are truthful…
I agreed but then he said, most are repressed
True again, I then said infidelity is a choice
that may not be taken-up by many
then again, he said, envied by so many…what a hypocrisy!
I then said, confinement is neither my style nor my life
To know is to acknowledge your-self
I rather be the outcast knowing my true despair
I always wondered what happens to those of us outside the norm?
Chuckled, I asked are we casualties of humanity...
How many times must we die for one life?
So that we can be in the right socially…
He said artist temperament! I agree but I call it will!
I then said; let me share a secret with you
I have never slept in one city let alone in one bed
I have traveled to several battlegrounds every night in my wake
many nights I have been in the presences of so many willingly
without disturbing the painter in Spain, or the poet in Syria,
or the writer among us, willingly, I have been with them all.
willing without any social restrain
after all, I am trusted with far greater gift such as pain
If I were to follow the norm,
I know I will start fading from my DNA (Dead-Not-Arrived) .
© October 22,2009
work in progress
You are talking at length on hypocrisy and timidness there Emu...and you talk brilliantly on behalf of both...as we always find hypocrisy triumphs over for a time short not that long... anyhow it locates another prey by that time before escaping unnoiticed by truth in life! Well, you had a nice debate there within your mind...thanks for sharing...i liked...10
True again, I then said infidelity is a choice that may not be taken-up by many
your metaphors are wonderfully expressing what you need to deliver to the reader....well done..
A compelling conversation. A different theme handled with conviction. well done!
Dear Emu, This is really a wonderful poem, unique and ideologically very well described in the form of a dialogue. John has interpreted it so well that I cannot add much in my comment. There is a relation between dreams and desires but I think somehow we are bound to our DNAs.
realistic approach..and well wrtten piece...dramatic style and lovely approach
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This reads more like the makings of a 50,000+ novel than a poem. Look again. Poetry (from the Greek 'π ο ί η σ ι ς ', poiesis, a 'making') is a form of literary art in which language is used for its aesthetic and evocative qualities in addition to, or in lieu of, its apparent meaning. Poetry may be written independently, as discrete poems, or may occur in conjunction with other arts, as in poetic drama, hymns, lyrics or prose poetry.