My Video Game

for Andy Clausen

 

In my video game, Allen Ginsberg calms police

Into putting away nightsticks,

Chickadees peck at the windows of Muslim bakeries,

Truth-bound monk sits years on end,

A woman opens up an orphanage

Where trees stand quiet once again.

 

In my video game, the leaves are sixty colors.

We free ourselves from these lifetimes

Of search and destroy, securing the nation,

Locking down cities, locking down the populace

With sacrilege and blasphemy

Though the gods are everywhere.

 

 

3 January 2005

 

 

[Published in Mantra Winds: Poems 2004-2010.

© 2010 by Jim Cohn.]