Closing our eyes to the miseries of our brothers and sisters, and for that matter to all creatures who suffer, will eventually deminish the light from the soul
...your words remind us of cruelty...hopefully we might see through this window of pain...and the glass houses...of tainted tint.
thank you Jasmin...
John
It's said the eyes are the doorway to our souls, and if our eyes are not flooded with tears at the realization of man's cruelty to animals as well as fellow humans, they are surely blind! An explosive reality in your poem...thanks Jasmin-Horst.
When we put Sport or Culling as a pretext to kill we have retrograde from a Enlighted Society back many eons, to that Barbarian society that killed the animal by bitting their jugulars (although the barbarians did it to eat, for sport maybe they killed each other)
When we look away we are condoning, when we condone can carry also the blame because we have become part of the problem.
The solution has been thrown long ago out of the probervial window.
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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A poetic bouquet... "The Eyes of Pain!" scents the soul and stimulates the mind.
In admiration,
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When we look away we are condoning, when we condone can carry also the blame because we have become part of the problem.
The solution has been thrown long ago out of the probervial window.
Georg