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A Poem by James Mayfield

What is humanity?

Is it simply an act of human kindness?

We live in a world where kindness is not absolute

We see Mother Theresa

And then we think of Adolf Hitler.

Martin Luther King Jr.

we go to Pol Pot.

There is no inherent goodness in man

it is just imagined.

For all of our saints

I dare you

Try and number them

against our Sinners 

© 2008 James Mayfield


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Deep and thought provoking I enjoyed it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very somber write...good points to ponder

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very true the perils of world where the balance of good and evil is askew.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Your rhetoric, some would say, doesn't hold much water. It's either that, or they'd condemn you for your rather pessimistic viewpoint. I beg to differ rather. I view your words as pure existentialism at its ongoing dark humour. Really, it's amazing how much of Samuel Beckett's undertone you tend to carry.

Posted 16 Years Ago


its a fine line between good and bad. but i'm starting to wonder about humanity myself. Great Write!

Posted 16 Years Ago


I hear you. I believe that it is indeed an effort to be better. The world is full of both: the good and the bad.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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James Mayfield
James Mayfield

Clarksville, TN



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I am tired of the usual drivel that I have here. Yes, I was writing in High School. I was apparently doing a decent job as I was sent to a workshop hosted by Brescia College. Most of my works from .. more..

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