Get Your Premium Membership

Genes Futility

Gene futility How can we look at a child and kill it, by using “it” we have distanced ourselves from the child they are no longer unique, but just an expendable extension of us. The intense love we have for a lost child is the grief of our own demise…it is the only proof we ever lived the loss of a gene, inconceivable future transgression. A child killed in a drone attack in Pakistan stirs us less then the sight of a bunny rabbit run over; how sad it had to die, but it crossed the road. A naked Jewish boy in front of a mass grave, his cap hiding his modesty, I condemn all mankind for his demise, he is our cruel gene-based viciousness, the survival of the genus and for it to survive there is no room for compassion. A man who kills children whether by drone or gun kills himself and forever he shall walk in night's shadow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs