Sonnets of Tyranny and Freedom

Some say mankind’s a blight upon the Earth That left alone would be a paradise But sucks its blood and lays on it a curse Destined to burn or freeze in waste of ice Cassandra voices preach in latter days To craven souls, increasing sad despair In strange alliance then they focus gaze On tide of opportune chance to ensnare Emotions raised from hopelessness to rage Seduced by siren songs assuring virtue Awarding promises of guilt assuaged Enabling dominion, cancel, curfew But do all men to tyranny conspire Does nature lone and wild itself admire ************** Yet there are those perhaps in greater number With faith, they constitute a wider legion Then true virtue and goodwill, now in slumber May be awakened to become a beacon Unmired in apathy of victimhood We humans coexist, sister and brother With all parts of existence, spurred for good In co-creative hand, one with another The world we know, we play part in begetting Perhaps as agents all, of Providence A diverse panoply conveys our setting With free choice to make certain its defence No! tyranny need not unchecked conspire Our world could prove a backcloth to admire N/A in contest: ALL YOURS (MAR 14)