by Thomas Davis
In Syria babies are starving
even as vultures circle in the sky
looking at extended bellies
that are empty.
As helicopters thunder overhead
bombs explode, and who wins?
The vultures? Those doing the bombing?
The starving child? The starving child’s parents
who revolted for what they thought
was a chance for a better life?
The virus obliterating
the wisdom people once thought
Insects are dying out all over the world.
Is this humankind’s wisdom?
Was Kafka right? Are we all insects after all?
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Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being.
Thanks so much for reblogging such a dark poem, Kenne.
Non-violence leads to the highest ethics, which is the goal of all evolution. Until we stop harming all other living beings, we are still savages.
Thomas A. Edison
Though provoking and sad, Thomas, and this quote came to mind when reading.
Thank you Francina
To a nightmare
Isn’t that the truth, Ben Naga?
Sadly so, Tom, sadly so. 😦
It was always said that America and England were two countries separated by a common language. Sadly it seems we’re now united in being ‘led’ by the least suitable people imaginable at the worst possible time. Wishing you courage and strength from this benighted isle. N.
Ah, Nick. We need poets, especially sonneteers, at a time like this. The times are dark indeed. May light begin to shine at the end of this day.
Very frightening, sad, and appalling times we’re living through. (I guess “through” is the key word. Somehow we shall get through it, I hope.) You have portrayed the stark tragedy of it all…
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We got the email Betty. Thank you. Thanks for this comment too.