What the prevailing winds disclosed
for baby Aya
What the prevailing winds disclosed:
That a thick fog had surrounded
Brains, muscles and hearts in their multitudes
And they had all surrendered
While pretending to take sides;
That foolishness outweighed
The wisdom of those about
To face the executioner’s knife;
That our confidence was ill positioned
And our misplaced hubris dominant
Over the land and the sea and the skies;
That a rebel baby
Buried deep beneath
The rubble of our civilizations
Could yield the loudest cry
Against our deadly course of despair;
That unbeknownst to most
She had blown the shofar
To disarticulate a fortress
Of malevolent deeds
And their attending words;
That an angel from chaos
Untainted and undaunted
With her eyes unblinded to signs
Led, robustly swimming
Against the stream of time.
Pina Piccolo, 14 February 2023