Walking on a Knife's Edge
Dangers plague this shambolic world in which we live
where many seek vengeance and are not apt to forgive.
It's a never-ending cycle of accuse, battle, and defeat
at any cost, walking on a knifes edge with bloody feet.
Perpetual confrontation: nation vs. nation, combative.
Everyone is power hungry to become king of the hill,
stepping on each other as if we're bodies in a landfill.
Humanity teeters for balance before falling from a cliff.
Why doesn't anyone ask the right question..."What If?"
What if arbitrary wars ended without the need to kill?
What if no one felt the need for control and greed
and what if peace prevailed when it has been decreed?
Would the world then become a Gandhian escape,
or would wolves be disguised in a sheepskin serape?
Demented are those who enjoy watching others bleed.
Mankind does not realize the havoc it's been wreaking.
It's their terror and aggression we should be critiquing,
but I fear this selfish world will never be of one accord
until the day when humanity no longer raises a sword.
Disgraceful are immoral leaders who are self-seeking.
Death seeks a ransom, always demanding we pay more.
So, when it comes knocking, stand guard at your door
or risk falling from precipice height, the peril of a ledge.
Wagering on war is a dangerous bet no one should hedge,
for walking on a knife's edge is something we should abhor.
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2024
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