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"The Pen is Mightier Than The Sword",
Kevin Gilbert.
" The pen is mightier than the sword
but only when
it sows the seeds of thought
in minds of men
to kindle love and grow
through the burnt page
destroyed by huns and vandals in their rage
The sword in russet hues lies mouldering
its sharp and shiny edge now dulled by peace
and blood lust sated between customers
like some old time worn harried whore
well past her prime
awaiting some brute hand to wield her hate
The bugler sounds, the drummer sounds his beat
bright swords refurbished tilt to marching feet
gay ribands, uniforms and epaulets
entrap the eye, the soul till madness sway
them to the dance of death the piper plays
The pens in great tragedienne lines extol
the meritorious lie, the grand excuse
justification for this carnivore
called man who can't evolve in his estate
clothed and fed, his universities
and halls of learning yet avail him nought
the jungle beats enact the same stage plays
one kind, one king, one death the same
in duty and in worship all the same
differing nought for death wears the same cloak
regardless of technology or sport
Kevin Gilbert seems to be asking what effect does
the written word have in the long term?
The poet indicates that perhaps the predatory carnivorous
"jungle beast" cannot change his evolutionary and
predictable patterns of living and death.
This poem to me, came as a surprise. I had expected from
Kevin Gilbert poetry that would reflect the Aboriginal
people, something compassionate, dignified, simple,
peaceful. This poem is written by a
poet, who "happened" to be Aboriginal.
Gilbert was a poet who was passionate in his
concern for humanity.
This is a poem written by a poet who feels that the essence of
the war question must be tested against the most primary
of impulses, species and race survival. Kevin Gilbert, in this
poem shows us not only his poetic intensity, but also that
he has an ear for different rhythms and registers of
language. So much for stereotypes.