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March 19, 2010

Stolen Years

Filed under: philosophy,poetry,short stories — Michele Spector @ 4:01 am
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By Michele Spector

Droplets spiral earthbound,

Mourning all fallen heroes,

Umbrellas blossoming,

Veiling hearts wounded.

Draping red, white and blue,

Embracing cold onyx box,

Small measure of precious lives,

Bright lights extinguished eternally.

Another dead end war,

Comrades immortalized upon,

Engraved slabs of stone,

This grimly reminds us that,

The dead cannot change their minds.

Strangely enough this poem was spawned from the graveyard scene in the movie “The Watchmen”. I was so profoundly moved by it, that as soon as I walked through the door, I ran to the computer to write it down. It took a few weeks to finish.

I wish I could march on Washington to protest all the wars we are still fighting. They’re all senseless, people don’t want to fight them. We’ve been dragged into the ones we are in by pretexts later found out to be untrue. Now, they’re barely making headlines while drones, bought with our tax dollars, are killing families in droves in Pakistan, and Aghanistan. And hardly a word now about Iraq, as if it fell off the map. This country cares more about fighting wars then about helping its own citizens.

The wars won’t stop unless we all march on Washington and say enough. But because we are a volunteer military, and at least half of the fighting force is Blackwater, it won’t stop. As long as corporations run the world, it won’t stop. Perhaps if we’re reminded what’s going on by watching coffins being unloaded off military planes on the nightly news, or see young children being slaughtered and maimed in other countries with our own bullets,  will it stop.


  1. Strong and true. This hero crap is much too much heaped about. The young men and women dying and calling them heroes is not about making them feel good but undurdening the conscious and governments that sent them to be killed and prevent the protest you are calling for to not occur. I respect you for this.

    Comment by 1markt — March 19, 2010 @ 5:37 am | Reply

    • I have been holding back on posting this one. Thank you for your comments.

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 19, 2010 @ 3:08 pm | Reply


    Comment by pikkiestoolbox — March 19, 2010 @ 11:31 am | Reply

  3. Intense and obviously you were moved by this scene in the movie, but you transcended it.

    Comment by mairmusic — March 19, 2010 @ 5:39 pm | Reply

  4. nice,
    you really got inspired…
    beautiful writing!

    Comment by Ji — March 19, 2010 @ 7:46 pm | Reply

    • Thanks Jingle. I will give some others awards. I just have to get through to Saturday with so much to do. But I will!!

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 19, 2010 @ 10:55 pm | Reply


    you have new poets as participants visiting,
    please share an award with them,
    Happy Friday!

    Comment by Ji — March 19, 2010 @ 7:46 pm | Reply

  6. I cannot recall a year with war of one kind or another…overt or covert…and wonder about all those who have died and their families…for what true purpose…if any…this poem brings to mind my brother funeral.

    Comment by slpmartin — March 19, 2010 @ 10:29 pm | Reply

  7. Powerful.

    Comment by sparrowsong — March 21, 2010 @ 12:01 am | Reply

  8. Strongly descriptive poem. Wars will cease only when man’s inner battle is won. No sign of this happening any time soon.

    “This body has not fundamentally changed for hundreds of thousands of years. Its propensity to follow leaders, to avoid solitude, to wage war, to join groups–all such traits are in the genetic make-up of mankind, part of his biological inheritance.”
    U.G. Krishnamurti

    Comment by Jan Freeman — March 22, 2010 @ 9:31 am | Reply

  9. Thought I’d send you an easter basket…take a look at my site under awards. 🙂

    Comment by slpmartin — March 22, 2010 @ 11:19 pm | Reply

  10. it’s always best to write down what’s fresh in your mind before the words fade away into the recesses of your mind and become stubbornly difficult to extract. i find this poem strong in its verse and expressing a clear, determined message.

    thank you for stopping by my site; i’m glad you enjoyed my poetry.

    Comment by samanthayeh — March 23, 2010 @ 2:54 am | Reply

  11. yes.. i agree with all the other commenters.. it is really nice…

    Comment by ishabelle — March 25, 2010 @ 7:10 am | Reply

  12. Wow, haunting imagery, strong and beautiful. I find it strange sometimes the things that inspire poetry. It’s surely a tugging of the heart. Great job!

    Comment by suzicate — March 25, 2010 @ 11:32 am | Reply

    • Thanks for your comments and stopping by! Yes, you never know what will get the pen going.

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 25, 2010 @ 2:00 pm | Reply

  13. Great lines. “Umbrellas blossoming,” (my favorite line) never heard it put that way. Nice

    Comment by dustus — March 25, 2010 @ 12:38 pm | Reply

  14. I still remember that scene from Watchmen – I even had that Simon and Garfunkel song in my head for awhile. It was so beautiful and solemn..quiet and yet it spoke volumes. As I read this it was so dead on that the scenes were playing like a silent reel in my head..wonderful writing.

    Comment by courtingdisaster — March 26, 2010 @ 8:58 pm | Reply

    • Yes, it was an intense scene. I even watched the movie again to see if I nailed the scene.
      Your comments just confirmed that I did. Thank you!

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 26, 2010 @ 9:01 pm | Reply

  15. My sentiments exactly- I hate war and unnecessary loss of human life. From the very depth of my heart.

    Comment by trisha — March 27, 2010 @ 10:54 am | Reply

    • So do I! I find my blood boils when I see some veterans who have come home and they’re missing an arm or leg or whatever. It’s so senseless. It didn’t have to happen to all these young people. Or to the people suffering in the countries we like to invade for some ridiculous purpose or other…mostly likely just the corporations.

      Comment by Michele Spector — March 28, 2010 @ 2:41 am | Reply

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