Quandary
This sentience where mortal notions dwell
may hide the moral goodness stowed within,
‘tis but a quandary choosing which to quell
when weighing what would qualify as sin.
The mortal mind may lend to tepid thought
when contemplating ending all mankind.
But deep within, the moral mind though fraught
with doubt, still bends to premise misaligned.
For neither goodness nor for evil’s sake
does death consider scruples in its quest.
It thus, depends upon what lies at stake
that puts our mortal morals to the test.
Though rationale attempts to find its place,
this paradox may end the human race.
notes from Oppenheimer
Copyright © Mark Massey | Year Posted 2025
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