Love and hate, good and evil, friend and foe
polarized counterparts that rise like the Phoenix
each time humanity shocks itself by the depths
to which it can fall from the grace of self-belief
in itself as worthy after evil has stalked the land
in a savage cataclysm of death and destruction.
We, however will sleep well this evening for it is
not we this time whose nightmare has become a
fiery reality of demented dimensions leaving
staggering heaps of smoking debris where homes once
stood, and corpses in the streets where populations
once lived normal lives. We delude ourselves into
complacency vowing like recovered addicts that this
is the very last irruption of humanity's inhumanity;
never again will conflict be permitted to shudder and
fraction humanity. As we dream ourselves into the
comfort of virtuous reform while elsewhere in the world
bored tyrants look about their kingdoms to evaluate
how much more power they can acquire in consigning
another nation to the hellfires of conflict, rape and death
steeped in war's degrading destruction of all that
humanity has striven to attain in its search for meaning.
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