What does it take for us to change
what has seemed unchangeable?
How much must we suffer
before we look with honesty?
We all share in this shame and guilt.
We can be compelled but what
moves us to act?
Live and suffer for money.
Idol worship of fools and folly.
Man created and destroyed
by our own economy imagined.
Does not all of Man desire not
a place to live, but a home?
The mistakes we have birthed
have matured and birthed ones
of their own.
We search ceaselessly for answers.
They are here. They are here.
We have seen them and turned
them away but they are here.
Can we move towards a better union?
Caught between hope and
hopelessness.
Swing of a pendulum.
Showing posts with label society. Show all posts
Showing posts with label society. Show all posts
Friday, January 19, 2018
Friday, December 9, 2016
Human Barbarism
Humans have always been barbaric conquerors.
Our nature has not changed.
We merely have twisted our barbarism
Into different guises to make them acceptable
To our times.
Our nature has not changed.
We merely have twisted our barbarism
Into different guises to make them acceptable
To our times.
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Monday, May 23, 2016
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Keepers
We act as though our feet are embedded in hardened concrete.
Is this a plausible excuse for inaction on the sins of our brothers?
Did not the bible command us to be their keepers?
Watch the news on your tv, read the reports on your phone,
it seems to be that we are caught reliving the same sense
of outrage day after day, fatiguing our hearts and minds.
Outside my window I can see the clouds effortlessly hanging
on the blue December sky. Somewhere beyond my sight
there is violence, blood, and tears, tearing into the day.
We will say 'Never Again', and yet, again always
comes back around.
Is this a plausible excuse for inaction on the sins of our brothers?
Did not the bible command us to be their keepers?
Watch the news on your tv, read the reports on your phone,
it seems to be that we are caught reliving the same sense
of outrage day after day, fatiguing our hearts and minds.
Outside my window I can see the clouds effortlessly hanging
on the blue December sky. Somewhere beyond my sight
there is violence, blood, and tears, tearing into the day.
We will say 'Never Again', and yet, again always
comes back around.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
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