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 © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2023
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