Reality is Death

Reality is Death

Stability is the illusion.

Reality is transience.

Mud and blood

Banishing all innocence.

On the battlefields

The innocent are sacrificed.

In games of power

Nothing less will suffice.

Brick and mortar made of dirt,

Built to the sky with sweat.

Missiles and bombs

Pulverise with threats.

A world run by madness;

The chaos of war,

Leaves one wondering

What civilisation is for.

Opher – 27.3.2022

We have been the lucky generation – living our days in peace and stability. It felt as if the world was safe; that we were getting better. How easily that security was undone.

We are never secure.

The world is a dangerous place. We are the most dangerous element of all.

History is littered with our madness, lust for power and greed.

So much is destroyed in an endless cycle of violence.

We build our cities up. We knock them down and…