Today

My commentary on contemporary society when I am in a mood

Many yesterdays ago
a beautiful babe sprang forth
from a green and wondrous earth
and naked innocence sang to the heavens
All then did see t'was good
and the earth rejoiced

None could see the secret darkness
that lay deep within the babe's newborn heart.

When cat first came to see this babe
He pulled its tail.
When bird sang sweetly to him
He battered it with rocks.
When tree blocked his view
He cut it down.
He built factories and apartment buildings
Pushed animals from their homes
Watched rivers run dry.

All those who did not see through his eyes
He killed (and then he read the evening paper).

Today
the blackened earth does weep
for from her womb was born a parasite
whose name
is man.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Daniel Sala]

"All those who did not see through his eyes
He killed (and then he read the evening paper).

Today
the blackened earth does weep
for from her womb was born a parasite
whose name
is man."

A hard but honest (if a little one-sided) look at humanity, in few words you cover human existance, and even squeeze a bit of humour into it. A good read.

[Lyn Anderson]

My view on humanity has mellowed somewhat since I penned this piece. I was at a very raw, emotional place where everything about people ticked me off.

[Daniel Sala]

Ahhhh, I see, I just hate myself and everyone else all the time, it's less effort that way and I needn't even think (a joke). Sometimes emotional places are creative.

[therisa]

I know, you said, this poem has long gray hairs, but it still speaks, like a wee lass, with it satirical commentary, about humanity. Maybe one day, we'll learn our lesson, and leave our hands, in our pockets, instead of plucking at the first thing that grasps, our attention.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you for going back to this piece. I have definitely learned, in my absence, who actually reads my work.

[therisa]

Your welcome, KL. Just trying to share the love, you have give, to me.

[Frieda P]

Humanity lost this race, a slap up the side of the head for mankind...I love the way you twist your poetry!

[Jack...]

This seems to be a theme finding the cafe lately. Your words speak truth in such an abstract but wonderful way my friend. This one really hits home.

[Lyn Anderson]

I pulled it up when I saw Frieda's. It is an oldie, I wrote it in high school - around 1986 or 87.

[Jack...]

I was going to mention Epic Blunder in my review, but didn't. Wow 86 or 87, I was only....

[Lyn Anderson]

I was 17 or 18 when I wrote the original - you do the math!

[Jack...]

Let me see, you're 32? :)

[Lyn Anderson]

ha ha lol you are very bad at math or very good at flattery.:)

[Neville]

You got it spot on with this one... Many a true word written in jest, angst, haste etc etc

Regards,

Neville

[Corset]

A beautiful heart felt poem about the parasites that inhabit the world, it has a very strong content that encompasses the idea of destruction and construction, I wish we could find a way to exist without doing harm.

[Sami Khalil]

"Today
the blackened earth does weep
for from her womb was born a parasite
whose name
is man."

A great message wrapped in your poetic prowess...Bravo..................

[John Alexander McFadyen]

An eloquent take on 'mans' progression this Earth!

[sayed Mudasir Ali]

what a beautiful poem ? it really has painted a beautiful tender smile on my face.... None could see the secret darkness
that lay deep within the babe's newborn heart. These 2 lines are truly amazing and then 3rd stanza really gives this poem a shape but I like your talent how you have taken this poem from to here :- Today
the blackened earth does weep
for from her womb was born a parasite
whose name
is man.........

With Much Love & Respect,
sayed Mudasir

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you. I am not adverse to criticism,just to criticism without a purpose to making it better.

[sayed Mudasir Ali]

How sweet of you ? as a writer you are right and I must say that I have fall in love for your poetry now.So I will just read your poems with patience and with love.

[sayed Mudasir Ali]

Why dont you read my poems and criticize me ? and take a revenge on me and dont spare me ...

[Chris]

I read the part on your commentary and looked forward to the write. I appreciated "tude". And yes, the view bit hard - but soooooo within reasonable aspirations... and yet total truth. One day we'll figure out exactly what we want AS we go extinct.