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Reflections (Marlon D Bourque-Lafayette, LA)


Beneath shadows of national monument skies,
lay a vast stitch-work of memorialized creativity.
          Some experience pain, but only few cries.
           others fear, indifference or sensitivity.
Tears, joy, rage, and some compassion,
such are varied reasons to invite grief.
           Yet complacency, denial, inaction,
             are some obstacles preventing relief.
Such ornate, individualized symbols,        
reflect a single unifying strength.
             Three by five uniquely sewn panels,
               artistically memorialized at great length.
Letters of should-haves, great times, good-byes,
sentimental relics of personal meaning shared.
             Asking mommy, “ Why was he so young ?, no chance to give life a try,
              as a child innocently touches the hand-crafted bear.
Puzzling tears grace the once untouched masculine face,
while two women comfortingly embrace in one accord.
             Somber stares, loneliness, suffering from lost mates,
              sharing with onlookers, their  experiences of times before.
Candlelight procession, symbolic, surrounding the White House,
protest of voice, 1500 strong, for the cause.
            Once in place, through effective leadership and discourse,
             turn or backs to governmental bureaucracy, a must because.
Executive branch, Reagan supposedly representing people,
remains inactive to this epidemic destroying our nation.
             Out of touch, insensitive, reasons but a couple,
             create stigma, unrest, ignorance and speculation.
           In a battle for the long haul, great pain endured,
           remembrances, “ The Quilt “  … a labor in love secured.

                                
                                                                                           

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