Treasure Island

Bill Grace


On a Tragedy in Connecticut


In the face of madness armed
I will howl here
As one who has known guns
Yet come to fear violence
Age and God's grace
Forming this peculiar vision.

There is a bottom line
Technology is not neutral
War's dead and suffering testify
Technology is not neutral.

Hunting deer
With ball and powder
Is not the threat
Though I enjoy vastly more
The pleasure of watching them
Than eating them.

Technology is no more neutral
Than a bolt slamming into battery.
The dead sing this
In choruses from their graves,
If we can care -
understand
what this means -
We can hear their song.




Copyright is released on this poem to the public domain but please credit W. A. Grace for its authorship

Submitted: Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, January 01, 2013

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