Picture is a screen shot from the news.
And, What has this to do with Humanity?
I Can Live Without…
H. W. Bryce
Blogged Oct 31, 2022
The cranes are up, the constant groaning
Of motors are wearing on my nerves. Sleep
Is bliss at night when the machines go home
But come too early morn, the digging goes
On, the jack hammers, the nail guns – as if
A few nails will hold it all together – when the
Big one shakes. Already our building shivers
Each day and the noise means I can’t think.
It’s driving me up my walls.
Still, I can live with this. This will stop when
The building is up, albeit blocking the sun
From me. Although, I am not so sure about
The extra traffice this will attract, and there-
For, the loss of street parking, already
All but impossible.
But,
I can live without the bombs and the
Rockets hailing down on the other side of the
World. I can live without the bombast, the lies,
The invective, the hate. I can live without the
Rifle fire, the rapid machine gun rat-a-tat-tat.
I can live without the genocide, the rape,
The tanks, the evil intent.
And so can Ukraine. Gladly would they live
Left alone. Gladly would they regroup as
One, together again, building with hope and
Resolve, and generosity, and yes, probably
Even forgiveness. Oh! to be free again.
Free of rockets and missiles and hate…
Who, in his right mind, would not?
PS
The cynics must stop being cynics
And start being activists in the cause
Of peace and fortitude, for the sake
Of the continuance of humanity, and
The survival the Planet Earth.
Otherwise, let’s just turn it all over
To the aliens. From their vantage
Point, they can see the futility of
The continuance of the mad, futile
Repetitions of history, the greedy
Gulping up of Gaia’s generaous
Mineral offerings, the theft of
Our future.
And I can live without all of that.
I can live with loving hugs, with words
Of sincere encouragement, with a
Helping hand when I falter, with the
Poetry of life, the music of mutual
Recognition. I can live with mutual
Respect and dignity.
I can live with a lot of that.
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Lest we forget.
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