Tremors of your network
cause kings to disappear.
Your open mouth in anger
makes nations bow in fear.
Your bombs can change the seasons,
obliterate the spring.
What more do you long for ?
Why are you suffering ?
You control the human lives
in Rome and Timbuktu.
Lonely nomads wandering
owe Telstar to you.
Seas shift at your bidding,
your mushrooms fill the sky.
Why are you unhappy ?
Why do your children cry ?
They kneel alone in terror
with dread in every glance.
Their nights ['rights' ? - Schrift nicht lesbar] are threatened daily
by a grim inheritance.
You dwell in whitened castles
with deep and poisoned moats
and cannot hear the curses
which fill your children's throats.
....intense...and tough words for her homeland...great write ★
This is very much how the US is now people are so full of hate and just encourage it and see it as nothing but war
You dwell in whitened castles with deep and poisoned moats and cannot hear the curses which fill your children's throats. With deep and poisoned moats...... very fine and very expressive. tony
One of the best powerful poems by Maya Angelou.... Onto my poem list........
While we are knowlonger living so close on the eve of destruction, the atom bomb is still the shadow of a noose that hangs around civilizations. Angelou does an amazing job contextualizing the fear and horror that this weapon does, in the hands of countries like America the world submits to terror at what these powers could unleash. A great choice for Modern poem of the day!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Powerful, and precise...