PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

We never expected its arrival

the power of dieties at our

quivering fingertips that ached

to test if the world was real

or merely a figment of our

collective imaginations as we

travel from one universe to another.

We always push to understand

what was meant to remain hidden

yet we never strive for the bonding

of the struggles our fellow man faces

as he fights two wars at once.

We sometimes find empathy

as we gaze upon the epitaph

of the great-grandfather we never knew

lynched by the rage brought about

by a transgression his killers

brought a nation to its knees with.

We barely make an attempt

to shed a tear on behalf of our victims

as dehumanizing the enemy was

put into practice the very second

we understood what the

word meant, yet never forsaw the results.

We halfway find the beauty

in life as it is stolen away

by the man we elected to

lead us to our doom in the afterlife

yet only decry when his

base infidelities spawn lies

that progressives find debasing

and conservatives find necessary.

Or was it the other way around?