from Paradise Lost engraving by Gustave Doré |
we are not as well versed
as we are armed
we are what bubbles beneath
teeming mechanized
time stolen humanity
we are more than spit ready
to fight wars
home and abroad
even ones
we don't know
are coming or
we are already fighting ...
we do seem incapable
of the kind of magic
that would peaceably
ascend and spill
over us in wondrous
tintinnabulations
of serenity at once ...
this idea
of understanding
let alone love
which has been plainly
and evidently
too often left
unsaid
could be
what's at stake
between us ...
and why must every Rome fall,
does this adage have to test us all ...
scene setting is
2016
modern America
a landscaped media
with sound bite forests
and white noise litter strewn
all the regular folks
are wearing flea collars
as the world is
excitedly watching
and we are told :
this election is slippery sloped lowest common denominators
a shit fest disguised as an elegant rendering of exercising civic
rights in our constitutional republic guided by our constantly
renewed and learned socially democratic principles ...
please read 'Meditations', by Marcus Aurelius
see for yourself what the hold of a soul can be
inside a central government's role
full of responsible duty to each
and every one of its peoples ...
might we rise above
petty larcenies of judgement
that rob us of appreciation
for each other's motivations
towards every life as
a pursuit of happiness
even East, West
North or South
away from all
these ideas
we have
of an Eden ...
EJR ©
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'Meditations' by Marcus Aurelius can be found here ...
http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/2680
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