Flawed and Blighted
We enter life naked and fearful as
though in entering sentience we
inherit a primal memory of a world
that is hostile to our presence as humans.
A world populated by animals other
than ourselves, whose interest in us
appears to be as carnivores, so we
learned to eat or be eaten. A world
where safety could be found in one
of the most destructive elements that
nature devised: fire. A world where
other humans sought security in the
close presence of those like themselves
a clan, a tribe, an exclusive group that
viewed all others as enemy contestants
for the consuming occupation of
survival. Ah, but that was humanity
in its infancy, at the dawn of its creation.
We have since evolved, achieving much
to bring us toward enlightenment and
a philosophical awareness of our
centrality in the world we inhabit, as
secure as nature will allow. And now?
We identify one another as threats to
our existence and act accordingly.
The firepower that could be used for
ill and for good has achieved its very
own monumental destructive force
and humanity believes there is survival
in the wake of a cataclysm that paranoia
anger and contempt catalyze into force.
Thursday, September 7, 2017
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Poetry
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