This poem originated as a class exercise in which each person was given 5 slips of paper containing phrases clipped from various unrelated sources. These phrases were to be used in any sequence, and be unchanged (except perhaps for tense), and in their entirety, to construct a poem. Other words could be added around the original source phrases, but could not separate a phrase. The original phrases are underlined. (As I have done here, it was allowed to use one of the bits as a title.)
During Our Lifetime and Beyond
Let me have bent my shoulders
to the music that is life;
Not to be one of those--
one of the most short-sighted ones
Who sense no time;
have no sense,
Who cannot see
the urgent need to cut sharply back
On the ammunition in the yellow eye of a gun
That threatens to reduce the world
But rather, let me have been
one of those who played a role
So that the leaders
were helped to find a suitable come back with words,
© C.E. Carl 5-87
© C.E. (Carl) Elias 5-10
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