WHERE THERE IS NO VISION: Poems R.M. Engelhardt 2020 Now Available on Amazon

Where There Is No Vision by R.M. Engelhardt

 

“Where there is no vision, the people perish; rather, cast off restraint, become ungovernable, cannot be reined in” ~ Exodus 32:22, 25

WHERE THERE IS NO VISION :
Is the new book of poetic-prose by poet/writer R.M. Engelhardt written over the last several months March ~June of 2020 coming off of his last book of mysticism & poetry “DarkLands”. His new work”Where There Is No Vision” poetically and vividly captures the days & these times of fear, racism, death and the coronavirus quarantine with all the rage, truth, anger, grieving & sadness of a divided, broken & exploited American people betrayed by their own sociopathic President and even by both parties of their own government who did nothing to stop his reign or the death surrounding us themselves. The year 2020 will be remembered as the year a great nation was almost destroyed by a tyrant and his supporters. “Where There Is No Vision” will also be remembered for it’s scathing cry out against a country & administration which refuses to change or even save it’s own people who are on the verge of a near revolution and a recognition of false heroes, values and the destruction of a fraudulent democracy ruled by wealth & race.

Be Warned.

A Reckoning is Coming.

~ R.M. Engelhardt

Violence

VIOLENCE

Violence
& Hate

Are your
True enemies

And
They have no color
No race

Not imaginary
Lines which we
Draw in the sand
Or the walls we
Build

Fear

Works
Hand in hand

With both
Of them

Causing
Chaos

Death
Destruction

The cycle

Neverending

Stopping
Them

Impossible

Hope &
Love

Must be
Injected

Into our
Veins

Like
A drug

~ R.M. Engelhardt

Let Poetry Be Poetry: A Response To Recent Headlines

LET POETRY BE POETRY

 

Attention:

 

Don’t apologize

Don’t cry

Don’t whine

 

Leave it alone

Don’t change or

Edit the world

Be honest

Be authentic

Be real

 

Because

You’re entitled

No matter

Who you are

Or where you

Live

 

To be who you

Were meant to be

To say what needs

To be said to be

Free and to let the

Words breathe

 

Like all words

And poetry should

 

And not to be stifled

By others who

Aren’t brave enough

To say what needs

To be said

Afraid to be alive

Because they all live

 

In the imaginary

Land

 

Of fear

 

Afraid

Of political

Monsters

Who live in

The dark or

Who believe

That they have

The right to control

Your voice

 

Your thoughts

Your writing

Your ideas

 

Your history

Your color

Your beliefs

 

So

Don’t apologize

Don’t cry

Don’t whine

 

Leave the words

As they are

Let the words be

Your own words

And never ever

Back down

 

Against Nazis

Against censorship

Against idiots

Against tyrants

 

Who think that

They have the right

To edit your soul

 

Because on the day

You are afraid

To write a poem

In America

Or anywhere

 

You’ve already

Let all the monsters

 

Win

 

So

 

Let Poetry

Be Poetry

 

Let The Poem Breathe

 

Let The Poem Live

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt

August 2018

THE SUMMER IS OVER

 

 

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The first song

Is innocence.

 

The last song

Is dirt.

 

And the summer

Is now gone along with

The heart and the flesh,

From diseases known & unknown

Which constantly

Remind us that

If we are anything

We are flawed.

 

 

Human in the eyes to be inhuman

Noble to all our fellow creatures

Except our fellow man,

Woman or child, reporter

 

 

“Or God”

 

And when I was a kid

Isis was a superhero on television,

A Goddess who fought for truth & justice

That now the pathetic

Have now turned

Into a bitch

 

 

And the open light

Is now once again

Vanishing from

Our very souls

 

Yes, the summer is over

The summer is gone

 

But in the end of all ends

It is the light that depends

Upon you no matter

How dark it gets

 

Keep fighting.

 

__________________

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt

    08.29.14