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Whirligigs in Poetry: The Circular Argument Spinning to Common Sense


Tim Truzy is a poet, short-story author, and he is currently working on several novels.

We spin and stop

We spin and stop

Going Around and Around Truth

Everything transitions. For example, liberal ideas eventually become conservative and vice-versa. Art which was once considered vulgar becomes accepted , and then they fade to an unpopular status. Basically, new techniques and forms of expressions usually arise out of different cultures from the mainstream. These forms require time for acceptance. However, original ways of using materials and expression does not equal a diminishing of art as a whole.

For instance, cinema was once thought substandard to books. Moreover, jazz wasn’t considered art, and now is praised. Finally, break dancing was considered lacking artistic grace, but now it will be part of the Olympics. Without question, history is filled with this merry-go-round of arrogance which moves toward understanding. In conclusion, views of art are like a whirligig. I wrote this poem thinking of these facts. Enjoy: The Circular Argument Spinning to Common Sense.


We are dizzy with confusion because we circle the truth.

We are dizzy with confusion because we circle the truth.

I. The Circular Argument Spinning to Common Sense

At issue:

I hear you say you are colorblind?

When you look at me,

What do you see?

Is brown missing from your eyes?

Or the sounds of towns I helped found

Covered in another gray shielding your sight?

Maybe my ebony heartache is too loud for you to keep?

Green filled coffers away from your lawns,

You tell me: “Don’t go jogging with the dawn.”

But I do every season even beyond March,

From all over the world:

All eye colors totally clear vision in 2020.

Tell Silent Sam Uncle Sam said so.

Why do bats make us see clearer?

They don’t have 20/20 vision,

But I hear they hear really well,

Listening as we shake our heads at hospitals.

With void encircling with steady laughter,

Or a bat waiting to swoop or swing again.

Up and out in a spiraling circle.

Disfigured information trumpeting disunity,

Flying over yards or in markets,

Should blindfolds be standard like masks?

Sailing mucus fired torpedoes.

Fatal injuries and grounded grief.

II. Rationale

I reach out with opened pink-palmed hand:

You are inflamed with ragged red inferno,

Encompassing your heart, heels, and head because of a drop of ridiculous blood,

Isn’t that a political shade?

Forgive me. Not a state for a commune or community.

Burning, torching away at your soul,

Roasting flames turning your inside to ashes.

But that doesn’t matter to you, really.

Since some are merely matter in your scarlet haze,

While others matter more in misty alabaster whiffs of a place never existing.

Is asphalt beyond your sight?

Edges of streets where you ride.

Watch the yellow caution and passing lane.

What is that you lack?

Pardon me. You are colorblind.

And our many drops of blood circulate in a jig,

Or a whirligig.

Let’s not swerve about the facts

Let’s not swerve about the facts

III. Analysis

I don’t blame or name you.

Amounts belong to me and you a proof.
Why should history edit out the truth?

Prisons for the falsely convicted in robes,

Prisms split light from white to rainbows,

Poisons from pigments spinning in a can,

Hues turned black when twirled by a fan.

Whispered secret:

My ancestors and yours both bled.

In pain, iron, and lead,

We got together for meds in those watersheds,

Song, prayers, and friendship beyond the dead.

And He told us: “believe and act.”

Standing for right is a fact,

Holding up symbols to remind and attack.

Spill it out.

Take nothing back.

Spin whatever way you want in your own blown wind,

Heaven will not take you with dirty contacts.

I'm bidding on an eternal contract.

Words from it you can't subtract,

You gamble with deck stacked.

Roll your dice. Snake eyes are poor,

Some glasses for the pit,

At the speed you crash the floor,

You will not need sight to hit.

Do you see?

My feet are pink on the bottom for the Golden Streets.

Brown, red, yellow, white, or even lube and orange,

Who knows the tone when at last we meet.

Iv. Conclusion

When you see me,

What do you see?

Clouds are not all white from your paper pulpit,

Even when cataracts cover the sky,

Terror is not all black even precious obsidian,

When you need dark liquids to power your machines and react,

Especially, when your mansion looks like my shack.

Essentially, when your blood share my color,

Inescapable when you can’t find all of your historical brothers,

Isn’t Adam and Eve our genetic father and mother?

Don’t wave your statue at me with an X,

Marking Malcolm while no flag for the British

King honoring his holiday,

My colors are red, white, and blue.

Are you mixing them up?

Understandable if you are colorblind.

The whites of my eyes shine fire, too.

What’s bluer? Steel or the water He walked?

Don’t God me because I know Him well.

Science and religion point to Africa.

Did they tell you about Egypt? Ethiopia? Jordan?

Celebrate my brown as I do your flavor,

Join me in feasting life is a table.

My complexion is pecan in the sun.

Are you walnut, cherry, cinnamon, cream?

Tear down those stupid monuments to denying creativity,

Go in the restaurants. Look at the menu and make a selection.

When you look at yourself,

What do you see?

Ah! Just another customer:

Loving the revolving desserts of God Everlasting diner.

We are not static in life

We are not static in life

A Circle for Life

Using verse, I observed and dissected the current situation of our struggles. We are confronting race related issues in our nation and the world. Vision becomes blurry if we twirl around the same point. Inevitably, we act like tops without balance. We fight for quaking ground like flat tires on a car stuck in a ditch. We rotate in our own thoughts, like whirligigs, without the astounding beauty. We are boisterous, incredibly rude, and claim our arguments are the best.


We can halt the spin.

We can halt the spin.

Stopping the Cycle

Nevertheless, we have the capacity to grow. For instance, North Carolina decided to make whirligigs at a particular location the state’s preferred form of folk art in 2013. In fact, the photos for this article were shot at the Vollis Simpson Whirligig Park in Wilson, N.C. Indeed, whirligigs have become accepted as art. Likewise, human beings must realize we are on Earth to end the swirling conflicts dance of tribalism and fear, leading to destruction.

Yet, our foundations will be ripped apart by insensitivity and the centrifugal force of disunity without the gravity of love. But we can take steps to alleviate hate. To halt whirling about and rusting in our irrational self-importance with the spiritual sickness of racism, grease the gears of living with kindness and gentleness. After all, we are here to be loved, accepted, and return those emotions.

Things to do to Enhance Life for Everyone

  • Befriend someone who is of another race.
  • Attend cultural events, festivals, holiday celebrations, etc., sponsored by different groups.
  • Eat a meal with someone from a different background.
  • Read fictional literature and historical texts from different cultures.
  • Have a meal at a restaurant which serves food from other countries with your family or friends.
  • Participate in worship with someone who is not like you.
  • Listen without judging to opposing views. .
  • Take classes about people from different groups.
  • Watch unbiased documentaries concerning various populations.
  • Educate your family and friends on behaving without prejudice, bias, or using stereotypes as you become more informed.
  • Act with compassion, understanding, and love in all interactions.


Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on January 27, 2021:

Driving down the road, I saw an Asian-American walking with her friend, an African-American lady. They both had children, and they all wore masks. They stopped at a corner to greet friends, an Euro-American male and his wife, a woman of Latino descent. I watched at the stop light as they walked into a restaurant, a place owned by a Native American family I know. I’m fortunate they are neighbors of mine. This is my America. People freely associating and enjoying each other’s company. Thanks, and keep the wheels of love turning.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on January 27, 2021:

Ironically, some writers have suggested making morality a part of the solution of racism is flawed. Yet, it was the misguided perceptions of morals which created the problem initially. Even more,the Puritans and pilgrims started this nation out of punitive efforts due to someone’s “morals” in Great Britain. Perhaps, this is why some on the extreme right attack churches—they are well aware these establishments are the foundations of what keeps us doing the “right thing.” We need moral solutions as well as pragmatic options when addressing racism. Thanks for reading.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on January 27, 2021:

I think making a sickness a political tool is very destabilizing. Giving diseases racially charged nicknames can speed the division of a nation. Chaos should not be a tool of power; it is a weapon of destruction. It encourages anger and vengeful attitudes. Chaos is rust on the spinning wheel.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on September 09, 2020:

Truthfully, change is the only reliable thing a person will endure in life (excluding taxes, of course.), and inevitably, death. I've read authors who scream out against embracing changes, but in doing so, we close out opportunity for expanding who we are. We travel on. I appreciate the visit.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on September 05, 2020:

When I lived in Greenville, N.C., I was always amused by this older police officer who would always speak to me on my way to class. He would say: “Keep up those grades. You are going to be a good counselor.” Then, we would talk about how his day was going, and occasionally, we would sit back and drink a cup of coffee. In truth, I have encountered many great police officers. Now, I tell my friends: “Most people going into law enforcement want to be more like Andy and Fife with regard to protecting the people they serve. I doubt if many want to be focused on a SWAT team job. The military is for that.” We are fortunate there are good people in alw enforcement, and they will make sure, with the people they serve, the bad ones are weeded out. That’s how we spend to common sense.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on August 19, 2020:

Another fond memory I recall is attending a special function with a friend of mine of Indian descent. We were in college, and I truly didn’t want to go initially. However, I told my friend, and she said she would be willing to go with me. We talked a lot about India and had a fabulous time. I went to a Hindu gathering with her, and my knowledge of people from India increased. Sharing life involves reaching out to grow inside. That’s how we keep the wheels turning.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on August 19, 2020:

In Lusk, Wyoming, every year residents perform a play entitled: “The Legend of Rawhide.” It’s a big event. Townspeople dress up as Native Americans and settlers. Yet, all of the participants are White, even though reservations are close by. Residents take the murder of a Native American princess, the eventually hanging of a White man, and the entire story of the wagon train journey as fact. In the play, written by a college student in the 1930s, the braves are slaughtered at the conclusion of the performance. But there is no historical evidence of the event. In essence, appropriating another groups’ pain for profit is one way to halt the whirling wheel. But we will find balance in this act. Thanks for the visit.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on August 15, 2020:

I remember when I ran a lot. My best friend, a young lady from L.A., would jog with me around the campus of UNC-Chapel Hill. We talked about life and getting along with one another. I continued to run in Greenville, with a lady of Scottish descent. We ran around the town and on tracks, but we always talked about improving life. One way to reduce tensions is to participate in activities where different types of people share interest. That’s how we keep America, and the world, stable. Thanks for reading.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on August 10, 2020:

I remember meeting a person with a beautiful soul, Devorah (changed name), and we began talking. Apparently, she had visited many of the places I had and believed in the power of Jesus Christ. She explained she attended a traditional Black church occasionally but regularly attended her home church. I said, “I would love to visit your place of worship, Deborah, but I would probably go to sleep.” She was upset when I thought she went to a conservative White southern church. She looked at me and said: “I’m Hispanic. Didn’t you know there are people who are Hispanic who have pale complexions and some who are of darker skin tones. It’s a culture, Tim! Not a race.”

Of course, I knew this, and she was right. I was embarrassed about my assumptions and still apologize until this day. We have attended her church, my church, and a conservative White southern church over the fifteen years I have known her. We still laugh at our cultural mistakes but we have built a friendship out of it. Turn mistakes into victories by forming friendships to keep the wheel spinning. Thanks.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on August 10, 2020:

I refer to racism as a “spiritual sickness,” which is probably the best way to think about it. One method to reduce this condition is for more of us to recognize there has been systems in place which have favored one group over another throughout the planet and in our nation. Likewise, those experiencing the impact of these systems must educate and forgive while working with like-minded individuals to improve society. We should hold each other accountable to be loving and caring. That’s a balanced approach. Carry peace in your heart.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on August 01, 2020:

In spite of the absurd principles Silent Sam stood for while on the campus of UNC-Chapel Hill, I do hold a few fond memories of the statue. One afternoon, after completing a week of grueling tests, I sat down on the wall facing that monstrosity and spoke to it. I declared: “I made top grades, Sam. I know you probably would argue that no such thing could happen to the likes of me, but you are dead wrong!”

I went on this way until I found a friendly hand on my shoulder. It was Jeannie, a student who worked at the radio station. (Her name has been changed.) She said: “He can’t hear you.” Then, she sat down. She continued: “Sam, I have some things to say whether you can hear them or not, like Tim.” She screamed about her family laboring in the Kentucky coal mines for decades with her uncles dying of cancer. She was enraged at what old Silent Sam represented and told him to go bury himself. Then, my blond-haired, blued-eyed friend took my hand, saying: “Hey, little brother. What do you say? Can you share that sandwich?” Of course, we did in happiness. She was already a close friend and ally, but that day, we became siblings of the deepest kind in the human family. Jeannie passed a few years ago due to neurological conditions, but her memory will remain. Everyone has suffered, and once we share the burdens, the argument ceases. Thanks for reading.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 31, 2020:

In our nation, we have seen voter suppression methods before. We have dealt with favoring one group over another. We have dealt with violence toward protesters and destructive actions by protesters. As legendary civil rights’ leader, John Lewis, was memorialized by visitors and three presidents, the emphasis was on going forth. We respect the legitimacy of our elections, even if we disagree with the results. Even conservative commentators lash out at any figure who will not respect our process. In order to stop wobbling, stability must be maintained. We are swinging around for another go at democratic governance. I appreciate your visit.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 28, 2020:

Using race to separate people is not only unethical, it is a waste of resources. Nc. Had schools for the blind based on race until the late 1960s. Other states did the same. But these schools have become integrated. Essentially, they stopped the dizzy spin brought about by a lack of knowledge and understanding. Your visit is appreciated.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 28, 2020:

Silent Sam was actually a statue in front of UNC

-Chapel Hill. Often, I jogged by that relic of a hateful time while at that school, and I pondered why it stood in front of a university such people would never want me to attend? Symbols have meaning, and that Confederate statue reminded me of a time our nation was trying to heal from. It reminded me, in every aspect, I should recognize I am inferior to those who wanted it there. Perhaps, they should have moved it when legendary coach, Dean Smith, integrated the basketball team back when his colleagues opposed such an idea. However, I was glad to see it removed. Besides, place a statue of General Sherman there. The largest number of Confederate troops surrendered to him in N.C. Let's stop the animosity from circling like a viper on a merry-go-round. Carry peace with you.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 27, 2020:

Race in the U.S. is determined by “the one drop rule,” which basically says that if you have “one drop” of Black blood within your biological background, you cannot be White. Ironically we are all descended from homo sapiens, arising from the continent of Africa. Genetically, we all are related. And the wheel spins with faulty facts. Thanks for dropping by.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 27, 2020:

Race is a flawed social construct. Inevitably, race is about how someone views you versus how you see yourself. For example, I have a friend who identifies as Black but is fair-skinned from Puerto Rico. In order to get beyond the curving concepts of this faulty understanding about others, we must strive to see each other for uniqueness and the history of who we are. We are all art forms. Thanks for the visit. Break the vicious cycle.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 27, 2020:

Not only does race determine so much inaccurately, it can be used to separate. In N.C., a tribe of Native Americans have been told they were not a “separate tribe.” This group is the Lumbi. There has been an intermingling of White, Black, and Native DNA to make the population seem less distinct. Interestingly enough, the biggest opponents of the Lumbi being recognized as a tribe completely has been other Native people in the area. Truly, the Lumbi know their history even if others don’t recognize it. The circle can be destructive. Thanks for the read.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 27, 2020:

This poem holds truth in many ways. I was once confronted by racists on a southern street. Their problem apparently was that I was with a friend who happened to be White. We had to physically defend ourselves after we were grabbed and pushed. It wasn’t a pretty picture. No one should physically assault another human being. That’s when hate has turned into something even darker. I’m not apologizing for defending myself, but I wish these idiots would have understood we had every right to walk on a sidewalk we paid taxes for during any evening. Take love and compassion with you as much as possible. Fight the circle of intolerance that keeps us fighting one another. Thanks for reading.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 27, 2020:

There is no apocalypse coming simply because people who have been denied opportunities have chosen to voice their objections. I read an article which expressed concern because people of color were putting on their political shoes. (Jim Crowe, anybody?) Yet, no such article appeared to instruct people of non-color to not practice tactics of intimidation and hate. Remember: Nearly everybody can write, and sensibility to a topic should be understood or a writer shouldn’t be typing about it, furthering the spin of ignorance by doing so. Thanks for the visit.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 27, 2020:

The U.S. government use race in many ways. For instance, the U.s. Census helps determines the distribution of funds through racial composition of a community – need for funding at schools, hiring of interpreters, health services – these issues are racially charged and we revolve around the fact we could find better methods to address these concern. Roll with the solutions. I appreciate your visit.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 24, 2020:

According to various statistics, ownership of housing is down for Black individuals, Hispanics, and up for White families. In addition, the top positions in the military seldom go to people of color. Also, there is a continued imbalance in what people of color and women are paid. These problems can be corrected because we are a nation of compassion regardless of the political rhetoric. Thanks for reading.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 24, 2020:

Most people of color have experienced some form of racism. That includes me. In fact, I have been roughly pushed by a police officer for no apparent reason while standing chatting with a friend who happened to be White. I told him to keep his hands off me or hear from my attorney. He didn’t apologize but simply turned and walked away. In spite of this experience, I understand the value of good law enforcement officers, but reforming how the police acts is critical. I appreciate your visit.

Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 24, 2020:

I wrote this poem thinking about the future and past of our nation. I welcome positive comments. However, those who disagree with my perspective are welcomed to write their own article. I appreciate your visit.

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