Such A Waste

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Such A Waste

Such a waste

                A fortune on misery

                                Destruction unimaginable

                                                Sophisticated weaponry

                                                                Wasted resources

Such a waste

                Broken families

                                Ruined lives

                                                Mutilated bodies

                                                                Wasted people

Such a waste

                Instead of building

                                Instead of laughter

                                                Instead of improvement

                                                                Wasted hopes

All such a terrible waste.

Opher – 10.10.2023

I watch the news of flattened cities in Ukraine, flattened cities in Gaza, Chechnya, Syria, Iraq, Libya. Of militia groups strutting around. Of broken families tearing through rubble for loved ones. Of homeless refugees. Of multimillion pound weapons. Of children playing in sewage. Of forests flattened. Of burnt-out vehicles. Of massive use of resources. Of huge sums of money spent on defence. Of mutilated bodies. Of revenge and hate.

I imagine the world as if could be if all the money spent on war was spent on peace. The end of poverty, the end of destruction. A bright happy world. We are driven

A Cold Northerly Wind

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A Cold Northerly Wind

There’s a cold northerly wind

                Spreading the spores of decay.

Conceived in the womb of despair.

Its cause is born of misery

                Riven from the nascent flames

                                Of inequality and greed.

There is no cure.

                For this tempest of pestilence

Has already invaded the soul

                Of all it has touched

                                Consuming the spirit from within.

Consumed by syphilitic madness,

                Rotting the will,

                                Sapping the humours,

From the spring of life.

The vacuous corpses

                Wander aimlessly

                                Through the ruins,

Dreaming of phoney nirvana.

Opher 24.11.2022

Humanity has lost its way (if it ever had a way).

Consumed by greed they are busy chasing trinkets, destroying nature and poisoning their own nests.

Consumed by power they destroy, plot and connive until we are destroyed in terror and agony.

We have created such vast inequality that it poisons the air we breathe.

Our cultures are either self-created claustrophobic religious tyrannies or vacuous trivia.

In the midst of the ruins we have created for ourselves mindless fools seek fulfilment in fake religions or purchasing power.

We are lost in madness, led by psychopaths and deluded morons, heading nowhere.

A cold northerly wind has frozen our spirits.