The Vintage of Humanity

The Vintage of Humanity

A Poem by Lalli
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There is still hope. It will take a lot of work but I will never lose faith in humanity no matter how corrupt or destructive we may act. Light will always overpower the darkness.

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The Vintage of Humanity

 

 

I think we can do better

I think we can restore the vintage from this wreckage

Unless…

You like what you see

Unless…

You choose to look past it, unwilling to recognize the devastation in

front of you

The truth is Humanity faces it’s toughest adversary

Incapable of recognizing it’s own reflection

The darkness of itself blurs into an unrecognizable silhouette identified as a threat

Like multiple sclerosis cells

We’ve turned on ourselves

Taken aside from white light this blood count is too high

 

We need compassion and empathy

 

Its nauseating to see the intolerance and judgment weaken our abilities like the poison of chemo-therapy

 

Overwhelmed, I’m trying to look at new skies

Because the stars sparkle in greater company at 30,000 feet

Where the only clouds in sight are light-years away between galaxies

 

My star gazing escape serves as meditation to instill calmness of mind

So I can search for wisdom from the eagle eye sight of our ancestors

 

The Milky Way electrifies contemplation about how often beauty or pain escapes my view 

Like the corneal filtration of what I allow to enter my mind

And I don’t want to live blind anymore

 

I don’t want to ignore the pain endlessly gnawing at my conscience

 

I no longer want to believe my dented fender is freshly painted and smooth

No longer in a coma I've awoken from this negligent accident and I have questions about what’s happened along the path from then to now

 

I’m wondering when honor was steam-rolled into our highways over native lands

When the cellular level of our integrity fell to the plague of viral greed

Poorly manufactured for wholesale upon a financial industry

When prescription pills influenced blame, as he fingered-out responsibility as the culprit

While logic was thrown out of our judicial system for disorderly conduct

Or how about when social media life lined faceless relationships spawning generations who hide behind a screen

Where fingertips spew the hatred that our cowardly lips could not speak

Chapped we crack tasteless jokes rationalizing cruelty for the sake of…humor?

 

This society is accelerating through school zone disasters at unreasonable and imprudent speeds

We aren’t even trying to slow down

But I see the signs and I’m pumping the brakes

My voice sounds the alarm

 

We are falling stars from the skies and the night is turning pitch black

 

Ignorantly we stare into the atmosphere

Unaware, that we are trapped cold in the snow globe of catastrophe

Carelessly confined comfortably in our own little worlds that are about to be shaken and flipped upside down

 

 

This is unsettling,

Like the fault line about to fall away

The earthquake that turned grassland prairies into mountains

I can feel the vibrations of its rumble in the strings of my soul

And I’m sure you can too,

If you intuitively listen to your spirit and resonate in response to its truth

 

As a species, humanity excels with superiority over the animal kingdom

Yet, we act like animals

Giving into our urges without thought or care of consequence

We conquer for power and pleasure

We impulsively lie, cheat, and steal to obtain desires, not necessities

We act without thinking but act as if we were thinking

But if this were true

Then STD’s wouldn’t be multiplying exponentially

The disintegration of our ozone would have convinced us to go green decades ago

and

A worldwide failing economy wouldn’t threaten poverty with an even greater depression

 

I think we can do better

I think we come together if we actually tried

Without prejudice, judgment, or spite

We need to unite

 

I know this message is not original or unique

But I believe repetition increases the chances that this time

This time

iIt won’t fall upon deaf ears

Let our actions no matter how small they may be serve as a reminder

That every ant leaves a scent of hope for the others to find their way home

We are stronger in numbers

It’s going to take a collective effort to figure out how to pull the dents out of this wreckage

And restore this vintage into showroom quality

Otherwise, I fear the alternative is a truth that most of us are not ready to accept

© 2020 Lalli


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how i agree with you,this is a crazy world,so rotten
i want to inhale a fresh breath,but all stinks
whats wrong with everyone,i dont see any morale
no mater where i turned..whats happening to you all
i see some well known faces look so disfigured,is it worth it
all the running after some stupid whims whats wrong with you
cant you see this is never a decent world to live in,not anymore
lovely write..

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lalli

7 Years Ago

thank you for reading and reviewing so quickly!.. its very troublesome and disheartening to witness,.. read more
bluessadmood

7 Years Ago

you are so welcome.



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how i agree with you,this is a crazy world,so rotten
i want to inhale a fresh breath,but all stinks
whats wrong with everyone,i dont see any morale
no mater where i turned..whats happening to you all
i see some well known faces look so disfigured,is it worth it
all the running after some stupid whims whats wrong with you
cant you see this is never a decent world to live in,not anymore
lovely write..

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lalli

7 Years Ago

thank you for reading and reviewing so quickly!.. its very troublesome and disheartening to witness,.. read more
bluessadmood

7 Years Ago

you are so welcome.

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Lalli

Phoenix, AZ



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It takes one voice, one passion, and one heart to create a positive existence in anothers life Lalli is an awareness/performance poet in Phoenix, AZ with a unique creative use of off-.. more..

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