Poems of Narad

Endless Strife

Embedded in falsehood earth is broken again
Or so it seems when surrounding us is pain
And the seeming inevitability of war.
Why can we not rise faultlessly and soar
Above the ego and its archaic rule
As humanity's millions play the fool
Deceived by media and human greed ,
The fodder of lies on which we willingly feed
And live our days in ignorant cocoons
Preferring darkness to the coming noons
And the pleasing of desires to fill a need
For friendship or the producing of a seed
Upon a globe that thrives in endless strife.
For this we came, is this our vaunted life?