The End of the Light.

Reposted from when we lost everything!!

 

A scream, a shout, a roar.

The clash of swords held high,

The glint of sunlight on the blades.

Distracting.

The rage of battle subtracting from the passion inherent in death.

The death of the soul?

No, the death of the light. The death of all that was meant to be.

The death of all the love, the care, the woe.

The death of everything.

 

The night follows swiftly upon the heels of war.

There is no more gain from this show of strength,

This show of might and power.

All that follows is death.

The death of the world.

 

How do we choose to live

On this green earth?

Sodden with the blood of innocent souls,

Of innocent lives.

Lives that were once full of passion and longing.

Lives that were full of the wonders of creation.

Lives that once lived were never forgotten.

 

How do we reach back?

Into the dawn of time

Where creation dwells?

How do we teach our children to value Right,

not Might?

How do we learn to value another soul

Whose life is different to our own?

How do we reach into the soul of another

To find that part which is our own?

 

If we could find the answer

What would we do with it?

Would we use it to heal,

Or to wound?

And perhaps…….as long as we are still even choosing

Then maybe we are not yet ready for it.

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

oh yes as you say ,the call for war ,we will prevail ,we are right we will make the world much better,but then the innocent souls full of life and hope and dreams they all fall once the battle fully swung,yes we ave power so we will be in rule but us ,i once read lots of Shakespeare and i was amazed at that man i really thought then if they close all schools and they just teach all his writings hen we will have the best generation,the world would be really beautiful,what can i say i liked your writing a lot ,but still we are the same way we were and we will satay for long ,no body will ever hear our cry for what does it matter if a few millions pass away ,such a tragic world and shameless i would say...

[R J Askew]

I like the way this shifts from the mythical feel at the top, through a summary of how things are, to a philosophical, rational feel at the end. The questions in the last verse are bang on. Are we ready for the wisdom of peace? All the evidence suggests we are not. Will we ever be? That is the question. My feeling is that it is a contest between our insitncts and our intelligence. Our intelligence is wonderful, but our instincts are very powerful forces. Being an optimist, I think, hope that our intelligence will win. But then even using the word 'win' in this context may be questionable!

[Poeticpiers]

a fine piece of writing presenting an elegant argument in well thought out poetic prose. Your question I fear is unaswerable.

[Elyse]

nice imagery...