We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)

15.7.25

Ripping the Blindfold Off

 

I finally realise

(I can be very slow) –

of course they are killing the children!

It’s a genocide (we all know that) 

so of course they are ending

the next generation

before it starts. 

Before it gets a grip.


They are bombing the hospitals,

destroying maternity wards –

the new babies, the mothers 

about to give birth.


I thought they were – blindly – creating

a new generation of terrorists (war

begets war). But no,

not so blind after all. 

They are busy eradicating

the whole future 

of a whole people.


Contemplating this,

seeing more clearly

than I ever allowed myself:

I too have lost my breath.


Words have not been enough.

Decades of words, 

a century of words

failed to save the earth 

from effects of human greed.

How can I hope that words

might prevent the slaughter of children?
But words are all I have …




I contemplate changing 'they' to 'we'. Have we not been complicit?



Note:

In 1896, a seminal paper by Swedish scientist Svante Arrhenius first predicted that changes in atmospheric carbon dioxide levels could substantially alter the surface temperature through the greenhouse effect. 


2 comments:

  1. I grapple with the same thoughts. What can we do?

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    1. I don't know! I hesitate even to share this further for fear of it being inflammatory. And yet, not to speak up must be a dereliction of duty? I suppose, on reflection, we must do what we can, what is given to us to do – and, for whatever it's worth, we are poets.

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