In the Furrows of Time

in the furrows of time.. here in the psalms of our being, hate plagues the world--- its spawn of players dispersed across the world's stage spreading scheming sins of deception; scheming sins of treacherous times teasing valor with deceit--- mocking rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness; old pirates sail sullen seas searching new ways to tell told stories cataloged and stored as glorious history; (or maybe herstory; never ourstory) transgressions remain the order of the day; and in this dante-like scene of our human enigma, peace cringes in universal despair imploding into its own black hole--- seeking lights of love reflecting renewed humanity gestating in the furrows of plowed time.