She spoke as the world pursued its deafened way But one heart touched all open hearts were moved. Some came responding to the divine call But in our time science is the lord, Its answer to our need to prolong life, A drastic surgery augment the brain A chemist's potion keep the cells alive That blood may run unclotted through the veins Extend the years beyond our given time That we may watch the sitcoms at our ease Surf the channels for our favourite games, Half listen to the politicians lie, Drink our beer, eat pretzels and grow fat Or watch enthralled dramatic nightly news To satiate the vital appetite, Invite disaster in our living rooms, Watch the grieving mother, the dead child, Families torn apart and genocide In safety on our comfortable couch. Perhaps a mindless movie might be nice, Sex and innuendo feed our lust. Nothing on? (As often is the case), We'll take a nap and catch the evening news. What purpose life if emptied of its soul And violence usurp the world, and dark, Or we lose ourselves in work and no dreams come A shade is drawn across the spirit's view Or lethargy is ruler of our lives. If we could find the centre of the Self, Call in a light to illuminate the way We might yet find behind this thin facade Beyond upheaval and the Falsehood's reign, Earth in transformation, Beauty's dawn Emerging on the horizon of the world, A newer man of kind and noble mien And godlike strength, seer and lover and king.
Poems Undated (1727)
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