quality assurance…

flung
into the ring
a competition
insanely rolling
and
spinning
out of control
towards
the center
feeling
completely
alone
and
uniquely cursed
by
the cruelty
and
clash of combat
but then
it’s calm
as the trial
ends
a warm hand
retrieves
and
drops
the steely
into a bin
of
a thousand
or more

the perfect marble…

i can’t believe it
i found it right here
while cycling
a steely
a childhood treasure
beyond wealth
more precious
than cats’ eyes
or even
steel-blue swirls
a steely
polished to perfection
i can see myself
in every turn i make
i’m circling the globe
seeing myself
as the reflections
of other’s lives
in every turn
i make
seeing
that
everyone
has
the same
desires
hopes
loves
disappointments
and fears
as
me
so
why
is
there
war

This poem grew out of watching ‘Special: Human Cost of War – Featuring “I Know I’m Not Alone“‘ with Special Guest Michael Franti on Link TV…if you can please donate to this very important sources of world inofrmation .