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.
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