The killing fields!
The gods in their infinite wisdom
What did they have in mind?
When all is said and done
That in cruelty so blind
Created physical form of need
Desires to stay alive
Of others need to feed
Cause constant fear and strife
Is suffering to them not real
The screaming babies’ pain
Or do our suffering feel
Yet pleasure from them gain
If knowing to them so free at hand
Create such cruel world
I will never understand
In me that wisdom not unfurled
If knowing failure would appear
If free will was the game
To eat the apple or the pear
Than lay on us the shame
I wonder on reflection true
If on the other hand
The foot was in the other shoe
Our dilemma understand
Or do they care with utmost guile
To make us as they are
Playing games maybe their style
With promises afar
I would decline such cruel feat
If given of much choice
Forgo such brutal deed
Give protest to my voice
Come hither then and show yourselves
As whom you really are
Defiant gnomes or elves
Playing with us from afar!
12/01/2008
good read, flows well, jasmin
mysterianne'
good read,
Like the Three Stooges said...."Fire at Will!...Which one's Will?"
Walt
This composition strikes thoughts on mytheology, (Myth = theology) ontology, teleology and on our poitical system. In poetic philosophic wise lines this masterpice was poetized.
In gratitude and in admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Blessings,
Joyce B.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Do you think the soldiers on the killing field wanted to go to war? I didn't, when I was in service, but if asked, I would have gone. Someone will do it, because others can't--or won't.
Power and Gold, I wonder how the world could had been if we didn't have none of those two.
Georg