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Another Morning After

Another Morning After

                            by Odin Roark

 

Hate and love

Locked in mortal combat.

 

Crossing of swords continues

Amidst a tempest rising,

Where minds and hearts clash,

Ignoring their sentient bond.

 

Heavy storms of distorted agendas

Churn and roil,

Washington’s power-clash determined to erode

Any resistance.

 

Children of all ages look on,

Their eyes willed shut,

Their ears closed to the madness,

Their tenuous votes seeking repose.

 

Adults continue imitating their offspring,

Continue wanting,

Taking,

Acting as if right and wrong are unknown,

As if doing what they ought is somehow foreign.

 

Away

Far away

Further realms of conflict watch

Needing neither laughter nor contempt

To vibrate their appetites…

Only nodding at our own brand of tribal failure.

 

Ironically close,

Oh so very close,

The conscience of our simpler times

Peers through the shadows

Wondering why.

 

Evolution’s antennae pick up once again

Man’s delusional habit,

That yesterday’s experience can be forgotten so easily

As today’s greed and power overwhelm.

 

So much known.

 

So little learned.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Once again, there will be another skirmish, another battle or two won, but Man’s war—our species weakness—will surge on in perpetuity.  Oh, how easy some find it to play the duplicitous card and forget the challenge to do the right thing with each other and give honesty some cred. 

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©12 November 2014 - 4:59pm — odinroark
12 November 2014 - 5:53pm — allets
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Tribal Failure

Well said, - honesty cred yes! but trust cred lives in there somewhere with justice. I'm into justice these days or rather the selective lack of if. I'm waiting for the run on the banks - greed? Financial system failure is like the towers attacked and fallen - people will die in large numbers and guns will kill more than now. Far more. Thought provoking write - Lady A