a glass raised
in the name of justice
broken by injustice
raised again and again
until justice is served
This gogyohka is my response to
RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge #309,
with the prompt words break and glass.
Image source: flickr.com – Dave Nitsche
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Amazing poetry!!
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Thank you!
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A pleasure.
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A tipping point will come … in the now we raise yet another glass, filled with hope and determination … and awakening.
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I like to think it’s fast approaching.
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We need to keep raising it.
This also makes me think of the glass broken at a Jewish wedding, and then glasses filled and raised in toast.
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Yes, we do. Just as we need to keep raising the bar. Too often, it’s too low.
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Yes, I think sometimes the bar is so low it’s buried.
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That last line is a perfect complement to the first four. Yes. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe. Change.
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Excellent use of analogy, Ken!
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Thank you, Barb. 🙂
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And justice will eventually be served and will be drunk til the dregs.
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I await the day.
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I don’t think it will be pleasant for any of us unfortunately.
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