The Antithesis
he looked about him
at a world
that no longer hurt
numbed
beyond the dumb-downed-ness
that initiated this mess
that tested the very patience
of creation
his eye and soul
had long ago
lost it’s pain
but not it’s suffering
somewhere in the recesses
of his mind
he remembered
smiles and laughter
Children Playing
people talking to each other
he almost managed a smile
but he could not escape
this reality
every since hope
was banished
from the world’s existentialism
what had they done
had we slept too long
he asked
every wakened moment
of every day
better yet
what have they not done
children these days
marched as drones
just as he had done
so many years ago
as he slept through life
giving of his word
but not his voice
nor his deed
just like all the others
the people
the communities
the nations
humanity
the big Corporations
and the Banks
and the Special Interest groups
had won the battle
of their selfish greed
over that of
integrity
compassion
and equanimity
yet they lost the war
along with us all
for we all were human
humane perhaps
at one time
so long ago
and a new man was born
with their asses
and their lives
pre slapped
into an eternal dismality
where the balance
and frailty
of goodness
was no longer a part of
the equation
most people
never spoke
to each other these days
for their ways
were beyond
their sensitivities
for they no longer had any
and their proclivity
was a simple existence
one of simply
live to die
many vied
for the unknown journey
death would provide them
the ultimate release
for the Soul
they had no sunshine
in their lives
just a continuous fabric
of doom
and gloom
as they assumed
the position
without opposition
of any kind
he remembered the riots
and the burning of clergy
and priests
without cease
until they were liberated
from the clutches of their own dogma
who knew it would come to this
and speaking of dogs
and pets
they had long ago been eaten
for the food
was all contaminated
irradiated
right in front
of their sedated eyes
as i said
no one really realized
it would come to this
no chance for bliss
or the kiss of happiness
funny the twist
life takes
when we make
no amends
to initiate a change
we usually always get
what we allow
don’t we
and he asks
why didn’t he
vote for change
by showing up
and assist in the denial
of the corrupt legions of fear
within himself
and the world
and now
this is what has been heralded in
this day is the result
of choosing quiet
instead of shouting
loud
in the crowd
of his fellow man
and this day
he clearly understood
once more
that when the door of opportunity
for goodness comes about
we must walk through it
otherwise
we get what we deserve
for we have served
the consciousness of death
the antithesis to Peace and Healing
hereby sealing the future
in a grave
of desolate dimsmalities
and abysmal disparity
where the balance
and frailty
of goodness
and parity
was no longer a part of
the equation
the landscape
where any sort of elation
had no persuasion
or voice
for if we act not for change
we get what we allow
our choice
and that is
the antithesis
(c) 17 October 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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The Antithesis
he looked about him
at a world
that no longer hurt
numbed
beyond the dumb-downed-ness
that initiated this mess
that tested the very patience
of creation
his eye and soul
had long ago
lost it’s pain
but not it’s suffering
somewhere in the recesses
of his mind
he remembered
smiles and laughter
Children Playing
people talking to each other
he almost managed a smile
but he could not escape
this reality
every since hope
was banished
from the world’s existentialism
what had they done
had we slept too long
he asked
every wakened moment
of every day
better yet
what have they not done
children these days
marched as drones
just as he had done
so many years ago
as he slept through life
giving of his word
but not his voice
nor his deed
just like all the others
the people
the communities
the nations
humanity
the big Corporations
and the Banks
and the Special Interest groups
had won the battle
of their selfish greed
over that of
integrity
compassion
and equanimity
yet they lost the war
along with us all
for we all were human
humane perhaps
at one time
so long ago
and a new man was born
with their asses
and their lives
pre slapped
into an eternal dismality
where the balance
and frailty
of goodness
was no longer a part of
the equation
most people
never spoke
to each other these days
for their ways
were beyond
their sensitivities
for they no longer had any
and their proclivity
was a simple existence
one of simply
live to die
many vied
for the unknown journey
death would provide them
the ultimate release
for the Soul
they had no sunshine
in their lives
just a continuous fabric
of doom
and gloom
as they assumed
the position
without opposition
of any kind
he remembered the riots
and the burning of clergy
and priests
without cease
until they were liberated
from the clutches of their own dogma
who knew it would come to this
and speaking of dogs
and pets
they had long ago been eaten
for the food
was all contaminated
irradiated
right in front
of their sedated eyes
as i said
no one really realized
it would come to this
no chance for bliss
or the kiss of happiness
funny the twist
life takes
when we make
no amends
to initiate a change
we usually always get
what we allow
don’t we
and he asks
why didn’t he
vote for change
by showing up
and assist in the denial
of the corrupt legions of fear
within himself
and the world
and now
this is what has been heralded in
this day is the result
of choosing quiet
instead of shouting
loud
in the crowd
of his fellow man
and this day
he clearly understood
once more
that when the door of opportunity
for goodness comes about
we must walk through it
otherwise
we get what we deserve
for we have served
the consciousness of death
the antithesis to Peace and Healing
hereby sealing the future
in a grave
of desolate dimsmalities
and abysmal disparity
where the balance
and frailty
of goodness
and parity
was no longer a part of
the equation
the landscape
where any sort of elation
had no persuasion
or voice
for if we act not for change
we get what we allow
our choice
and that is
the antithesis
(c) 17 October 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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