Rogue Species
Rogue species. Twisted minds
Violent actions Many kinds
Malformed brains Our DNA
Greed and cruelty Come what may
We’re a rogue species, everyone at odds,
Pretending we’re sane
But damaged goods
Throughout history Down the years
Mass destruction Many fears
Maunufacturing Prejudice and hate
Institutionalised Church and state.
We’re a rogue species, everyone at odds,
Pretending we’re sane
But damaged goods
Opher – 3.1.2025
My first poem of 2025 is a little sad. A recognition of the reality of human beings. We really aren’t very nice. Indeed, I think we are totally deranged. Our default position is one of greed. We have a love of death and cruelty. We strive for power and recognition. We instil division and hate.
Just look at history with its litany of war, torture and destruction. It’s everywhere. Given half a chance we indulge in nastiness of the worst type.
Just look at the state and religion – imprisonment, torture machines, war and hate. All vying for supremacy and suppressing all opposition.
Just look at the way we organise our countries and the whole world – absolute insanity, competition, racism, wars, defence, politics, religion. We are utterly mad.
We’re all to blame. We all contribute. We elect monsters – psychopaths, narcissists, sociopaths and somehow expect them to make things better. We are mad.
Individually we are kind, caring and compassionate. Put us in a group and we become maniacs.