Ticking Clock

Ticking clock… 4-9-17 (edited) Original 3-25-17—Leo Farley

Tick..tock..tick..
damn that clock
can’t slow it down
can’t make it stop
Memories like anchors
weighing me down
echoes from the past
war’s sights and sounds.

The heat of the day
the fear of the night
The battle for Hue
steamy jungle tales of
search and destroy
monsoon rains
stands at Khe San
claymore mines
M-16’s M-79’s
tunnel rats
and grunts
daily humps
burning huts
children’s cries
ghosts of My Lai

No welcome home
No thanks for your service

Let the past
stay in the past
a common refrain
but it does not obey
coming into the present
laying claim to the day
finally dissolving
into memories of gray
While time continues
to tick-tock away.

MOAB/MOAL

MOAB/MOAL

4/14/2017
11:28 PM

Over-sized bombs pregnant with explosives
the latest craze
it’s all the rage
from network news
to the front page.

Over-sized moms pregnant with possibility
wonder; why we have
taken her name in vain?
Obscenely using
the majesty of her title
to describe a bomb
whose only purpose
is to extinguish life juxtaposed to a
mother’s only purpose of giving life.
Is this what we have
become?
Is this the best
we can do?
The best
we can be?
What has become of. pregnant moms?
mother’s milk?
mother’s love?
is that not
the sustainer
of us all?
Massive ordinance
falling from the sky
dealing death,
destruction, and mayhem
to all in its path.
Hardly the act
of any real mother
in every respect of the word.

Talk may be cheap
but bombs are really
fucking expensive.

Mothers of the world:

time to unite
time to decry
time to deny
any future
for combatants
who’s only way
of responding
to grievances
is casting the largest stone.

Mother’s please, It’s is up to you
to stop the destruction
of life as we know it.
You have the power
Remind those who think
otherwise that they do not.
It may be time
for draconian measures:
Close your legs
It could just be the
only solution.