This is Our Time (New Poem)

This is Our Time

by Tim Kavi

in desperate times

and diverse places

visitations by divine graces

there have always gathered

in the name of every man, woman

and child, who has been affronted

and wronged

the knowledge of a people wronged

denied basic freedoms

to say what they wish

maimed or killed

because it is their time

this is our time

we will seize the moment

so that history does not say

we ignored you or your tyranny

until yet another generation passes away

this is our time

we will not overlook it

but bravely stand and say

we oppose you

so that history does not say

we retreated, but advanced

to your ugly heart

this is our time

your underlings

your henchmen

those who follow

for profit, losing their souls

tortured in your name

draped in your flag

this is our time

does it feel good

that in the name of your justice

you call this social order?

but it is a miscarriage of it

a vestige of control

but this is our time

some will hear us

they will be coming

so that history does not say

the world was silent

and did not care

for all the world knows now

that tyrants cannot be in power

forever

their deeds shame them and betray them

this is our time

this is our time.

Poet's afterword--this poem will be part of my forthcoming collection Poems of Protest, hope readers don't mind I shared it here.  MY heart is with all those that long for freedom and love!~~TK

Hope Found There (New Poem)

Hope Found There
by Tim Kavi

corporate leaders

let me know
when they start crying
for they are too
busy spying

their next paychecks
to give a damn

oh the workers
are sighing
can you hear
the collapse of
markets
and their houses

they are dying

the waters
are flowing
picking off the fat
no one knows
where they are going

denying
the previously blessed
who once secure
are now
totally undressed

to the entire world?

rocking the foundations
of all that we
once held dear
there remains
the still calm voice
beyond the fear

the hope
born of realization
that what has
happened
was built on lies

that by misusing others
the lenders
reaped their deeds
and met their
dark surprise

it is sad
that their victims
have cried
with no homes
left supplied?

until one
builds again

until one
turns again

to the basics
of love
of freedom
and care
for each other

then, and only then
is hope
found completely
there !

Poet's Afterword: Another Kavi poem about social unjustice!