Enlightenment Ageless by Louisa Mastromarino was placed in the semifinals of Poetry Nation's National Poetry Competition. This work is slated for a 2023/24 publishing in Quilted Voices by Eber and Wein Publishing.
Have we come this far after the
Enlightenment Era just to move nothing?
Did Montesquieu, Baruch, Rousseau,
and Diderot, all die in vain.
Are they all still men of madness failing to be heard?
The 1600’s and 1700’s proved to be righteous enough
when Fredrick the Great rode his towering steed
through wars and famine-draped cities.
All the time, without fail, he could rail and believe
that artists had the rights of kings.
John Locke, have we forgotten not,
dialogued systems of government where individuals
were equal and enlightened pioneers.
Francis Bacon too scientifically concluded that
enlightening others was righteous beyond the vail.
Reasoning in art and music
all turned the playing fields of heroism.
Wars ceased when the masters spoke about hope
and freedom for everyone God created.
Wars died when postulants realized peace
was truth in season.
Art flourished with realism drab from Caravaggio’s
musicians playing Mozart in precision to Wright’s
Blacksmiths in motion.
Voltaire’s philosophy inspired patriotic men like
Thomas Paine whose Common-Sense pamphlet
Is it still common sense to love each other blindly with
Is it common sense to hold the realistic view
that science is objective too?
Does philosophy say we are all righteous in humanity?
So, therefore, must we compose our
epitaph too soon to slavery.
Injustice is the sword of slavery injured.
“Change the system,” enlightened criminals
cried with delight.
Who will change the system like Malcolm, King, Chisholm
or Floyd and the modern revolutionaries?
Change the system with righteousness before death
devours the infidels who caused the plummeting plague
to cease over six million lives worldwide.
Will our modern revolutionaries be remembered like
Voltaire and Holbach who talked the talk and
walked the walk?
Even Turgot knew when to go and to be in heaven’s rot
if the earth was not finding righteous infidels everywhere.
“Are we there yet?” the enlightenment thinkers cry
from heaven’s fields.
All of them dead for what?
Are we there yet so we can sew
freedom in youthful times?
Will the earth play tantrum again or will we have to relearn
what these die-hard ambassadors of faith already knew?
Play it safe or stoically make the earth go away.
Talk to these gents, inspired, and tell them to recreate
the revolution again and mastermind a new plan.
Are you there in heaven or has the temperance of
dissolution paid its price? Is the system healed yet?
Make it happen, young ones, and be inspired to change
the world in the name of the ambassadors of old.
Be peaceful revolutionaries who devise new slumbers
of awakening calls.
A black moon rises in the sun where guns cannot go
still mourning enlightenment and the distilled evil
growing in the dark.