search for
meaning
self destruction
is our religion,
our past, our
destiny,
and hope
be damned for
control over all
shadings of life
real and contrived.
we kill to preserve
and preserve self-destruction
through every collective
action, except love:
even then,
what have we
if flames light
night skies,
or smoke the
bluest of days?
but love?
Poem ©2012 R. Burnett Baker
Photo ©2012 R. Burnett Baker
Photo taken by R. Baker at Lake Buchanan, Texas, October 2011.
nice...i like the set up as it is true...and i would hate to think we have to destroy everything to find love...
ReplyDeleteI think it's amazing how we build and destroy then rebuild and destroy. :)
ReplyDeleteCompletely off topic but your copyright notice says October 2012.. hehe
Oops....Thanks, Nyl! I've corrected that. But then, how do you know that I can't travel into the future?? Yes, we are truly a neurotic and totally defective species!
ReplyDeleteWell, I considered that but I assumed if you did travel to ten months from now then you'd probably have a blog post about it. Plus you seem more like someone who'd travel to the past if you had the capacity to cross the time space barrier. I could be assuming here. lolz
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