Today’s prompt was to write a poem of lies. Yes, these are all, unfortunately lies, but oh, what a world if true.
I awoke this beautiful morning
to witness an amazing sight.
The nations have laid down their arms.
Their peoples will no longer fight.
The evil dictator tyrants died of heart attacks,
The swords have been beaten to plowshares.
The guns, museum pieces now.
The nukes have been dismantled.
The tanks have rusted down.
Estranged lovers and parents
with children long since left,
now embrace their differences,
and hold tight to each others breast.
On this day no innocents died.
The children are all healthy.
On this day, no mothers cried.
With peace, we are all wealthy.
The doctors now have magic pills.
Cancer and AIDS—no more!
Starvation and homelessness
a thing of the past.
We each have more than we need.
Religions now work together in peace,
each praising God in their way.
Differences are accepted and celebrated.
Not a single mouth preaches hate.
No politicans are bought off,
They all improve the world.
Political parties have opened their eyes,
Shook hands on peaceful compromise.
No tornadoes strike the plains.
No tsunamis wreck the shores.
The earth no longer quakes.
The sunset and sunrise paint love in the sky.
And rainbows adorn the lakes.
©D.L. Lang 2013
This poem was published as a part of Abundant Sparks. Dig it? Grab the book:
Abundant Sparks & Personal Archeology
Abundant Sparks & Personal Archeology combines D.L. Lang's second and third ebooks into one paperback. This poetry collection offers poems spanning the silly to the spiritual. The poems were largely transcribed from notebooks by her husband and soul mate, Timothy Lang. There is a mix of poetry written in 2013 as well as older poems from the author's archives.
These are two books that my husband, Tim, helped me compile when I couldn’t. I am grateful for his help. They were originally published as two separate eBooks in 2013. Both sections of this text contain many poems from my archives that I wrote as a teenager in Enid, Oklahoma. Due to the uncertainty about my being able to continue writing at the time of compilation, my aim was to archive everything that I had written thus far, good or bad, polished or raw. I wrote the newer selections of Abundant Sparks between October 2011 and May 2013 while I was still working and living in San Rafael. The newer pieces in Personal Archeology, on the other hand, I created between May 2013 and November 2013 during a time of uncertainty and personal reflection. The title poem examines a handful of my famous relatives, as I am distantly related to the following historical figures: Karl Ludwig Sand, Azeline Hearne, Dicey Langston, Jack Reed. Due to medical restrictions and a lack of inspiration following an injury that left me unable to type without severe pain, I ceased writing for the majority of 2014 until I attended my first open mic that December, which relit my inner poetic flame. I delayed releasing this paperback until 2015, coinciding with the release of Look Ma! No Hands! when dictation software allowed me to write again. This version was re-edited by the author in 2017, primarily because punctuation is the bane of my existence, leaving previous editions with too many errors to be ignored, and my poetry formatting style has since changed to not capitalize first letters of every line.