What if
to err is to be human?
But, not universal?
And, we are at best
Elysian mongrels –
in a field –
of wrongful existence;
an inhumane breed
that isn’t meant.
To be?
What? Do you think?
No,
nothing,
not at all.
Despite those Janus
empirical attempts
to civilise – by both
British and otherwise.
Tasking those unfit
with tyrannical wishes
of afternoon tea,
ballroom dances
and decorum
all the while
killing both
domestic and foreign
masses. Making
“civilised” territorial advances;
civilians accosted for the
colonial-cost
of another version of history;
lost;
whitewashed.
What? Do you think?
No,
nothing,
not at all.
An inhumane answer
is cruel enough
to be considered; just.
But,
to care about one another –
is just – too much?
We; this planetary cancer
of uncompassionate
missed chances..
Founded on
beings; lost.
What? Do you think?
No,
nothing,
not at all.
On homeward soil,
does terrafirm suffering
stop?
Outward..
Galactic empathy –
would be what?
Buffering? Double-bluffing.
Never gonna happen?
Watch this space;
amass dispersal.
What if
to forgive; divine
and life’s just a rehearsal
after all?
What do you think?
If all is, really, nothing?
Yes.
Then, there’s really
nothing to lose
at all.
