Poetry Project 2017: Day 65

The way I saw,
was forward,
was the way you didn’t.
Grey, white, trembling,
fight weapons with
different weapons,
beasts, those that did.
What is shocking?
Beasts, those that created
Machines and medicine,
poison and bombs.
The way humans live,
and mostly die.
For what?
The way I saw
was not that way.
The way history moves
can take no other route,
the road to death
is the only way forward.
The way of life,
of people, of monsters,
the way I saw
was beyond homo-sapiens.

Headlines of that day: America bombed Syrian air base, some countries supported the move, some didn’t.


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