A virus spreading through the world
This epidemic hasn't just unfurled
Symptoms including ignorance and hate
Increasing at an incalculable rate
Emotions drown any other single thought
Creating more war with the peace we sought
Only seeing a piece, never the whole
Revoking humanity no longer a person with a soul
Enemies are people, and we are our enemies
Jailed by a flawed lens, yet holding the keys
Allowing our shadows to come and take control
Spreader of Hatred as our new role
Forget understanding for fear
Give up hope for more war
Lose your love to claim hate
Wearing blindfolds, wrapped in a cocoon
Caged and now unwilling to be free
And unless you decide to take it off soon
There'll be nothing left for you to see
"If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility." -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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A fine expression of western civilizations disgust of war. Oh that it were oh so simple. Oh that war were not one huge profit making opportunity for the arms salesman. Very provocative write!
Indeed, from a poem I read on MPS once (or something along these lines), "Killing's the game and business is good."
PB, very good writing about a very difficult theme. You did Mr. Longfellow proud! The world is ruled by fear and greed, and war is the ultimate expression of that. This sounds very simplistic, and I may be wrong, but I do believe that there would not be any wars anymore if we could rid the world of fear and greed.
It will be difficult, but it must be done for the future, thank you for commenting!
Well written and expressed
Thanks, Tony!
Welcome
So very true and sad! Your poem was very well written and I really enjoyed reading it! 🦋
Thank you very much, Adri!
I hope you don't mind but like I said your great work of art is outstanding and made me think of these lines;
So we burn a little sage and write poetry
Wiser than the enemy will ever be
The minority
And authority
Are you here to protect or arrest me?
I can’t tolerate the hate, and I'm losing sleep
Can’t breathe, cause they’re choking out a war in me
Immorality
The song is called love letters to god, by m.f.t.p.
thanks again
No thank you for sharing that with me, it's an incredible piece of work!
The song was amazing live, only time I visit London. I try to keep my distance, sea is best for me
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