Her Dilemma
One is most surely entitled to wonder
whether Nature overplayed her blueprint
realizing she had lost count in all the
pleasure she derived while creating those
innumerable species she fondly called
her creatures while failing to provide
adequate territory and sustenance so
that all might survive in harmony with
one another. Compensating tardily by
imbuing them with territorial ambition
and the will to survive leading to the
inevitable partitioning of habitat and
strife. Or did she feel her creatures might
perish from sheer boredom without that
hostile tension? Primitive creatures driven
by need and scarcity morphed into tribes
each inimical to the presence of the other.
As evolution proceeded with environmental
manipulation seizing the promises of
nature to their own ends, humanity endured
and so did the ferocity of their hatred to
one another. Fences, it was found, made
for good neighbours, and when those failed
to suffice, then great separating walls were
constructed. Finally and perhaps decisively
the challenge of existence faces off
against advanced technology from
smart rockets to biological weapons
and the champion device that nature
attempted to sequester and failed as she
sourly contemplates the end of her
miserably failed experiment of creation.
Monday, February 5, 2018
Labels:
Poetry
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