The Shadow of War
Darkness once again falls
heavily upon this tiresome human world,
yet another feeble-minded
arrogant and stillborn leader
devoid of compassion,
emptied of grace and kindness,
possessed by self-imposed demons
rattling around within a demented brain
imposes his will through the
soft bodies of those who do his bidding.
Shadows of war
propelled by ridiculous dreams of empire
sustained by puny minds
unable to see the horrid future they project,
unwilling to embrace the pain and suffering
they inflict,
unreceptive to the laments of mothers
over the children forever lost to the shrill
call of bombs and bullets
as explosions rip through the fabric of neighborhoods,
unrepentant for the death they distribute
to the innocent like candy,
for all the blood and bones and carnage,
for all the wrecked lives and distorted hatred
injected into the future,
unable to embrace all of humanity as equals,
ever ready to crawl into bed
with hollow and pointless death.
Shadows of war,
a long and tiresome story
revisited again and again
the litany long,
the dark foreboding song always the same,
the list seeming endless,
stretching back
to the very beginnings of
civilization.
How long can Homo sapiens endure?
how long can the natural world
upon which we depend
sustain us?
when we choose
chaos over harmony
needless death and unimagined suffering
over love and life,
darkness over light,
stupidity over real intelligence
over and over again.
Darkness once again falls
heavily upon this tiresome human world.