The Balance Of Our Living

The Balance Of Our Living

I look at the context of
History to try to explain to myself
The wars the world is fighting
Now, in my time, that so disturb
The balance of our living.

The official records, always put
Together by the victors, carefully
Excised of feelings and empathy,
Don’t show when it was that
Humankind honed its tools
To commit mass murder, nor
When it learned to sharpen
Language into lies.

Even myths and legends, and
The holy books of all faiths
Don’t tell the honest story of
How we fell so far from the
Grace nature or gods
Bestowed on us as we crept
From the sea to land, and grew
Into the masters of destruction.

R 28/10/2024 16:53

You’re right, the poem to yesterday’s prompt is a day late. Time…..