Who are the fools?

hardened fools.
Foul actions,
faction’s divisive beliefs.
Believability be damned.
Dams broken open harshly flow,
flow drippings putrid.
Putrified racism.

Destroy hope?
Hope says never.
Evil stands for all to see.
Seeing it exposed, evil energy
energizes truth tellers.
Telling all, Truth wins the trifecta.
Trifle not with win, place or show
show all as one:

Let it be so.

Written for Open Link Night at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. I am hosting today – pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Writers are invited to post a poem of their choice: no prompt, no particular form. BUT, they must tag or somehow direct their readers back to dVerse so others can share and be exposed to this gathering of supportive and creative writers.

Also offered for NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing) day one. April is National Poetry Writing Month and the traditional challenge is to write a poem every day of April. As I have in many years past, I accept the challenge. This was actually written and posted on April 1; I simply forgot to tag NaPoWriMo.

A note on my post: I am drawn to the idea that this is April 1st, commonly called April Fools’ Day. I am also drawn to the trial of the police officer accused in the murder of George Floyd. Somehow, with my pen scribbling in my journal, this confluence of those two facts appeared. The death of George Floyd caused a national, actually a global movement, recognizing racism. Many took to the streets in the US and abroad, espousing that this is the time for equity and humanity. George Floyd’s death was but one example of racism – albeit the one that woke up many.

22 thoughts on “Who are the fools?

  1. Ron. April 1, 2021 / 3:17 pm

    Nice work, Lillian; I esp like the action / factions and the trifecta / trifle breaks. Thanks.


  2. merrildsmith April 1, 2021 / 3:18 pm

    Yes, let it be so.
    It seems like such simple concepts. I was listening to reports about the trial yesterday on NPR.


  3. sanaarizvi April 1, 2021 / 3:18 pm

    Yes, yes! Let it be so. There is so much power and strength to be found in your words here, Lillian. 💝💝


  4. kim881 April 1, 2021 / 4:20 pm

    I am so disheartened that racism is still alive in the USA. Martin Luther King must be turning in his grave. I like the repetition and wordplay, Lill, and the use of alliterative sounds to foreground ‘Believability be damned’.


  5. rogblog666 April 1, 2021 / 4:59 pm

    racism is alive and kicking worldwide in many forms. it is sad but true that the people of or planet cannot get along in the same way that those of us who meet from accros the planet meet at dverse poets pub. powerful poem.


  6. ben Alexander April 1, 2021 / 5:16 pm

    Evil stands for all to see.
    Seeing it exposed, evil energy
    energizes truth tellers.

    But why does it have to come to that every single time? 😦



  7. Beverly Crawford April 1, 2021 / 6:13 pm

    It seems every day brings new heart-wrenching examples of racism and hate. If only there were some way to start a LOVE epidemic. Your poem is, sadly, all too true, and beautifully written.


  8. msjadeli April 1, 2021 / 7:46 pm

    Reality tv has blurred the line between real and fantasy. Life (and death) televised has become spectacle and doesn’t feel real. Incremental steps forward and leaps backwards. When will it end?


  9. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES April 1, 2021 / 8:23 pm

    Don’t trifle with a truth trifecta. Love the word play.


  10. rothpoetry April 1, 2021 / 8:39 pm

    You have shared the fool very well! I could not believe what was happening! I kept saying, “What was he thinking?” We seem to have a long way to go on this one!


  11. Ingrid April 2, 2021 / 4:28 am

    Oh yes, let it be so! I loved this rousing poem of protest Lillian.


  12. katiemiafrederick April 2, 2021 / 2:07 pm

    SMiLes Fool For Spring Colors April Is

    Lies Exposed With No Repose

    Truly Now A Gift Lifting

    Veils oF iGNoRaNCE

    Original Greek Definition of Apocalypse

    Nope No Destruction Lioness Roars Colors



    iN LiGHT

    Rules Over

    Golden Towers

    Robes And Chalices

    With Empty LoVE iN Dark

    Colors of Love Spreading More Now

    Other than that nice to See You Lillian

    on the dVerse Trail again

    Just Dropping

    By All


    Up on Other Trails
    in Countries Far Away
    Respite from the Last
    Several years Here in US DarK..:)


  13. Raivenne April 2, 2021 / 3:11 pm

    Your poem is fantastic. From your lips to His ears.

    I had to read it a couple to truly appreciate not just the content, but also the construct. The way you serpentine the words giving is assonance and alliteration is so well done.


  14. Ali Grimshaw April 2, 2021 / 3:50 pm

    Destroy hope?
    Hope says never.

    This hope spoke to me. It will take actions from the courts and actions from all of us to change. Yes, it is possible and I appreciate you speaking out.

    Thanks for hosting too.


  15. Yvonne Osborne April 2, 2021 / 4:30 pm

    I love this
    “Telling all, Truth wins the trifecta.
    Trifle not with win, place or show”

    I’ve always thought that half of life is showing up.
    and perfect are your ending lines….let it be.


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