END THE WAR!

DOLORES PARK to CIVIC CENTER ~ MARCH to END the WAR!

SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA - SEPTEMBER 28, 2003

 

We need to engage in whatever nonviolent actions appeal to us. There is no act too small, no act too bold. The history of social change is the history of millions of actions, small and large, coming together at critical points to create a power that governments cannot suppress. We find ourselves today at one of those critical points.

Howard Zinn

This war could destroy humanity.    -Reverend Cecil Williams

 

i, Citizen

i, Citizen
           call on

you, President

to explain your claims
            of moral clarity

I call you out to this curb
            to stand in this light
             and define --

         Freedom, in the light of extinction
         Security, in an age of rising oceans and spreading deserts

 

i, local newspaper subscribing
        truth hungry, network numbed
                    member of society
         call on

The American Journalist
to scour and expose, to connect and rivet

to dig with a claw hammer
            and pull up the boards
even as the binding nails of power shriek.

i, on a log on a shore,
            poet of small measure
call on you, whoever you are
to wonder and not know
to consider and reconsider
to ask all over again
the ancient, still beautiful questions

And so save this place
from men who claim God
while sending plane and agents
            on errands of death

ROB LEWIS

               WE ARE HERE !

 



 

WE SHALL OVERCOME . . .

 

 

To Distinguished Members of the Academy

I am thinking for some reason of my 3rd grade baseball mit,
the one I pounded with my soft fist
waiting for the pitcher to throw so the batter
might send one my way. That was before my home
in America became my home in the Homeland.
Before words with the emotive force of dry ice
--
species, extinction
began insisting for a place in my lines.

Now Blake's Tyger
has only ten years left to burn
and before I learn to write
I have to learn to howl.

But you have the pitcher's elegance.
You already stand
on the mound, fingering the laces
tendons trained and tuned.

What I want to say is throw something, anything.
Throw hard.
Throw fast.

ROB LEWIS

WHERE ARE WE ?

Continue! --->

THE WILDNESS WITHIN US