Our Humanity

Our Humanity

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

Only when we hope in love defined. Do we bother search for our humanity.

"

 

                                      

Man feels such zest of emotion

 till it sets his whole mind afire

Calling forth his inner demons

fueling him run instead of tire

 

No problem then seems too immense

to not warrant a good man’s deeds

The boy hurt on the inside finds

he is the man this child now needs

 

Life's truths keep turning round and round

generations each wax and wane

 Loving ones pick up the pieces

of the small child that still remain

 

Who among us can rightly say

he has himself just walked on by

To leave the injured child alone

within hearts lonesome soul to cry

 

It seems we need no help learning

epitaphs of profanity

But when our eyes see love defined

that's where we find humanity

 


© 2020 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Will man ever learn his children are his future? Other peoples children mean just as much to their family as well. May we all pause at the thought of pain for any childs sake. To our servicemen I would like to say "Let your heart be your guide and though you might be scarred by your experiences. May your memories flow to the times when the noblest of your nature won out. Will we ever realize just how much we are asking of our children?

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I am simply mystified at how your soulful work can stir something so deep in my spirit. Something I can't quite put my finger on, is it the intent, the content, the commonality of experiences you describe or possibly a combination thereof. Maybe it is something which simply defies my own ability to describe that which keeps me seeking out and devouring your work like a hungry puppy. Just loved it and appreciate your shout out to our servicemen.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tate Morgan

9 Years Ago

Thank you Veronica On this Forth of July I can't help but think how fortune has smile upon me.



Reviews

This is another remarkable piece. People only find who they try are when they need something, such as love. Great write

Posted 15 Years Ago


do we save the world from ourself,
or just our thoughts of sanity,
do we save ourselves from the world,
or just our hopes for humanity,
do we know whats right or wrong,
or save it for our vanity,
do we sing of peace in songs,
or save it for humanity?

Posted 15 Years Ago


So true! I especially loved the third stanza. "... while loving ones pick up the pieces of the small child that still remains...." Absolutely wonderful.

Posted 15 Years Ago


You have some really nice lines in this poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago


The first stanza is beautiful, well said and caught my attention!

Overall, it's very well written...
Great job with explaining your thoughts here.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Another impressive poem. I like your style, it seems nicely controlled yet always flows well and is always very readable.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Very pretty and amazingly great. I love it. Keep up the great work!!:)

--Blood

Posted 15 Years Ago


Very Strong and Powerful words nice work

Posted 15 Years Ago


Strong words very nicely said and said in a well written poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago


A amazing poem my Poet Friend. Left me with many questions. I had to read the poem a few times. So many statement were powerful. Thank you for a outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on August 19, 2009
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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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