The Raven and the Lark
"Comprising countless quanta moving through space, Nature's nature reduced indifferent is to Pain."
-- the integrity of physics
* * *
A lark on flitting east to brightly sing
a raven flapping west asudden met,
and each in needing brief to rest a wing
beside a crosswind held a tête-à-tête
ere rose the sun to run ere yet it set.
"At dawning's gate I tweet," remarked the lark,
"to Nature's sainted virtue sweet ensky!"
to which the raven sharp replied, "Hark! Mark!"
on pointing to a sparrow passing by --
which hit the earth below to dying lie.
* * *
a dedication of Respect
for
the Painful Reality of nature
sans physic
a revolving helios dizain menippean satire on
the romanticized character of the cosmos
march, 2023 -- still literally trillions of conscious, feeling beings
in the wild
daily being ripped apart and eaten alive,
as globally each five seconds
one
hu-
man
child
dies
Copyright © James Starkey Iii | Year Posted 2023
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