Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Better Than We Are

What do I think of myself
as a human being
when icebergs are melting,
wild animals becoming extinct,
whales and salmon
and every living thing
struggling to survive,
while babies wail hopelessly
in cages, uncomforted,
people bomb, and kill
and oppress other people,
when money is all that matters
to rich greedy corporate criminals,
who smile like gloating crocodiles,
as they lay waste the earth?

I think:
this earth was
meant to be a garden,
and we were born for bliss.
Instead we have caused
devastation and destruction.
Like humankind, as a whole,

I think:
I have risen above my raising
yet been less than
I might have been.
Separately and together,
we were meant to be
so much better than
we are.

For Sumana’s prompt at Midweek Motif, at Poets United: What do I think about myself?


  1. We were meant to be so much better. That's true. We are all in a way complacent and so, the little we can do to correct that can mean a lot. It's a thoughtful piece.

  2. This is heartbreaking. Thank you for speaking the truth.


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