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Larry Jaffe
Los Angeles, California, USA
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It should be V. 3.0

It should be more like TV
full of cops, lawyers or doctors
shootouts, courtroom drama
and emergency operations.
Maybe sitcom genre of
doting noir pentameter
a cast of homogenised people.
Instead
it's like
vitamins.
Its good for you.



If it falls, will it be heard?

A panorama falls
Everyone was there

          It was heard
The sirens heard it
The ambulances heard it
The police cars and fire trucks heard it

The TV channels broadcasting around the world heard it

It was heard far away in Afganistan
It was heard in Beverly hills
Even Moscow heard it

It was heard in the South Bronx where I was born
And it was heard in Los Angeles where my children were born
I know for a fact it was heard in Las Vegas where my grandchildren were born because my daughter called me at dawn to let me know she heard it

I am afraid to sleep tonight because last night I slept like a baby and when I awoke, it was a nightmare

It had fallen
Steel by steel
Stone by stone
Person by person
Like Rome
Like Nero



5000 souls leaving

the departure was unexpected
like a hitchcock ending to modern romance
there was no prearranged warning signal
or signs pointing this way yeild to oncoming spirits
or any such things
just the ecstasy of departure
which at first glance was most painful.
Some left screaming
others bewildered
still more felt that their current lives
were really not completed as of yet.
They left anyway forced departure
forced into a spirit world they had forgotton
most would simply be born again
and for those reluctant to take up the chore of a new body
they will enjoy their state...
and come back when
they are ready...

this achieved many smiles so to speak



Children of War series

I

Children Make Good Bullets

In this society that
reproduces ammunition
instead of offspring
children serve their
purpose well having
memorized that one
sacred commandment
honour thy father
and thy mother
as they are shipped
off to war zones
and discover themselves
quite capable
of killing
each other
instead of
the parents
that sent them.


II

Children without manners

Children without manners
are sent into the battlefield
to be rude to each other.
Without their knowledge
real bullets, i.e.
live ammunition
is substituted
for the fake, i.e.
dead values
that sent them there.



III

Children Without names

Senators and Presidents
and other politicians
pompous or otherwise
purposely
do not know the names
of the children they
ship off to war
as soldiers.

Reportedly
they only know
the rank and serial number
of these G.I. Joes and Josephines
just as if they were
being tortured during
a prolonged and utterly painful
interrogation
of these nameless children.

All works copyrighted Larry Jaffe 2001

Used with poets kind permission
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