And Life Goes On
Hope springs eternal. That humanity
will one day find the formula to
extend human life indefinitely. Why die
when life beckons? The unknown can be
terrifying and the Great Darkness that
is death most certainly qualifies as a
terrifying prospect by which to end
existence. Life itself is an act of defiance.
Living as though death is not -- yet
inevitable. Those for whom it came too
early and by heinous design stare at the
camera, their eyes enormous with the
hunger to live. Look more deeply and
there it is the fear of the vast abyss and
nothing. From existence to obliteration.
Gone the soul, the mind, the expressions
and emotions of humanity. Cherubic
children whom early childhood disease
spoke the final word before carrying
them off. Starving populations dying
when crops failed. Fearful prisoners
awaiting execution for the crime of being
themselves in a world that militates who
they must be. Diminishing the world's
population by identifying those unfit
to live ideologies and religions have been
hard at work remorselessly extinguishing
the lives of innocents. Humanity in its
full panoply of good and evil in tandem
with the relentlessly smug Angel of Death.
Sunday, March 24, 2019
Labels:
Poetry
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