0) Sonnet Of A Most Complex Situation Poem by Otradom Pelogo

Make A Drum

Make a drum from the sound of misery,
listen to the sound; let it set you free.

Make a drum to call up yesterday's past,
here it comes; dare to let it last?

Call the waves from the shores of eternity;
listen to the sound; let it set you free.

Call the rain, shelter for a moment from the heat of the sun;
Listen to the rain; Bask in it.
It's drowning!
Oh, here comes the sun

Walk through fire on a hot summer's day, you could run,
but the day still waits you, the night still awaits you if you stay

Make a symbol for a day, a year, an hour
Now make a pact with God for only inspirational power

Sing a song of a joyous illusion
Listen to the song; is it not about love as well as confusion

I was sitting in a library in a park in Sacramento one day, when a group of children walked into the room. The men and women sitting on side of me, and myself, I'm sure, thought it was a social studies, a humanities class that added empathy to academics. I said to myself, that out of that small group of children, at least one of them will do something significant and make a major difference in the situation of homelessness that the men and women and myself found ourselves in at that time. Later that day while reading the statistics on families with children, because I had seen mainly adults in that most complex situation, I realized that those children could have been, if they were not the children of the men and women sitting there on side of me at that time. The hope that the six million others in that most complex situation, the rest of the world and myself had gotten from that small group of children, did very little to stop that bastion; that fortress, that I had so neatly constructed from soon melting away.

There are few preparations that can be made
For the next day when it has been planned
For the last ten or more years it's said
Of our mental DOS that needs not be scanned.

A year should be able to make things greater
When working at the counter or desk,
Since those things promise to come later
And not appear covered with a mask.

Are families immune with responsibility?
Children in schoolyards, plans for vacation?
While learning more, therefore seeking a better tranquility
Without a most complex situation

Is tomorrow's world a part of today's'?
Or does our past speaks for us instead of betrays?