Absence of Truth

Nicholas Browning

 

The absence of truth now defines what we are.
A feeble, frightened thing.
Perplexed, as a whole, belonging to the category unknown.

 

Unified, we stand firmly divided.
Fractured, we stand reluctant to change.
We, as a people, embrace yet
Turn away that floating cloud
That perchance might shower us with a pristine method.

 

Hideous are they,
Humans.

 

Of all the possibilities,
The world became this.
So what's better now?
Living,
Or the model for it?

  • Author: Nicholas Browning (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 23rd, 2018 06:45
  • Comment from author about the poem: "It is only human to commit a sin."
  • Category: Sociopolitical
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  • Resa71

    Very, to the point.
    I like it! 🙂

  • Resa71

    Very, to the point.
    I like it! 🙂

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write and so true.

    • Nicholas Browning

      Hey, thanks Finch. Good to hear from you.

    • FredPeyer

      We ARE hideous! Very imaginative poem, great writing. Love that image of a floating cloud showering us with the solution to all our woes!

      • Nicholas Browning

        Oh how sweet that would be my friend. Thank you Fred, good to see you.

      • Shakerite

        A cool use of words . Enjoy your work.



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