In Reflection...

Dwarves

The wind is a colored face amongst the faceless faces
Who sees not the Gust he has portrayed by the look of peoples laces
Unlike these minion dwarves the wind keeps blowing long
Some believe napalm him like our fellow Vietcong

For thou is the way the book has been read for many a year
To us a minion dwarf he is just another of our nearest fear
Where has the white rose been picked on top of that far hill
Until we find the secret whose shoes will it fill?

The wind sits on top of us waiting for the smoke to clear
The rain does what it can to stop this maddening cheer
The white rose has been lost over the hill it goes
Minion dwarves on trial pleading this it is not what I chose

At last it comes to the end when all is said and done
The question is will you stand up and let them have all the fun

In Reflection...
Good Evening,
When I first heard this poem and began to interpret its lingual code, I pondered briefly upon the title of Dwarves. At first I was startled by the author’s choice, However as I read on I found a deeper meaning of oppression and injustice. From what I could see it appeared that the Dwarves were at first ordinary people that would receive the same gust of wind as everyone else, in other words they were equal. However, it was when I had read: “For thou is the way the book has been read for many a year” I began to ponder the possibility of oppression or civil unrest that eventually brought on this poem. In the next lines we learn of an incident of a stolen flower that innocently brings on the question that “Until we find the secret whose shoes will it fill?” There is a clear search for the perpetrator and as the dust settles the crowds rebel in vengeance and demand trial. These Dwarves are held on trial against an unchanged judge. The unfortunate truth of the matter is that such an event has re-occurred throughout history. One being the French Revolution, during this revolt the French people revolted against their king in a mad rush after a seemingly innocent event. They demanded justice and the trial of the royal family and many other nobles.

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