Blind To Inhumanity

Just my thoughts on the subject ...

Blind To Inhumanity

O evil deceiver of many credulous men of clay

How you cataract inverted eyes to honesty

Projecting only metaphors of self-centeredness

And clouding visions of this world’s atrocities

My blood runs cold at beseeching victims’ cries

Subjected to an overlaying of loud murmurings

Purporting accounts of inhumanities are bogus

Even when devastating truth proves otherwise

Global rhetoric protestation does not save lives

Nor does it slash cruel bindings of oppression

Intervention through extreme tactical measures

May be one avenue to resolve patent immorality

Subjugation of the meek is the price we will forfeit

If we choice to stand inactive against demonic foes

So we now must exercise our inner consciousness

To apply positive actions of constructive support

One drop of rain when united with infinitely more

Can produce a raging torrent and powerful force

Just as collective voices can influence outcomes

If all are willing to hold to account the perpetrators

Copyright @ Phillozofee 2018

Reviews

[barleygirl]

You've nailed it . . . and it takes quite a bit of power & intensity to equal the topic about which you write. There's another writer here at the Café, from Syria, writing powerfully about how it feels to be writing poetry in the middle of being bombed: Salar Majak . . .
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Beccaboooo/1220897/
Not to overshadow your well-expressed poem here, which is exactly as powerful as the writing I'm referring you to, it reminded me of it, since your authentic empathy & outrage is very powerful. Thanks for saying what I've felt for a long time, that the world's approach to Syria is horribly shameful (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Twilight's song]

So beautiful....almost like a dream

[Beccy]

Those who perpetrate such evil are not wired in the same way as the majority of our species. They can sleep no matter the atrocities they visit on the innocent. Centuries ago they rode at the head of great and savage armies and were easier to identify. Now they dress in sharp suits and hide behind corporate/political soundbites; and in their way, because of this, they are all the more frightening. They are men born without either soul or compassion.

Beccy.

[Rama Masri]

Its painful to have those words come out of my mouth.
100/100

[McEltic]

I fear, any sizeable protest you can muster will be removed from the line of greed without prejudice... It’s sad

[¿]

Automatic tears comes when such truth comes forward. I so wish and pray some please hear and help them whose suffering badly and stop being cruel beyond like beast.
Strong message!

[Lorry]

Sadly, this could be about so many of the worlds alleged leaders. I often wonder if there were to be a truly global crisis, the only thing stopping us from curing or solving it, would be the ego of leaders unwilling to share.
Perhaps one day, we will solve that problem….and I will celebrate by riding my unicorn through the streets 
Will we ever learn?
Wonderful words, as ever.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Relevant, important, powerfully eloquent poem about the atrocities ocurring in Syria and the refusal of world powers to intervene. “Subjugation of the meek is the price we will forfeit” for allowing this to happen. Your words are a ‘call to arms’ demanding global conscience and should be heard. I laud you for your compassion and personal integrity. I stand with you in seeking a stop to these crimes against humanity. God please help and protect those who are persecuted all over the world.

[Dave]

If enough men and their nations stand silent and unwilling to act then surely evil will continue to triumph. It is sickening that so many innocents can be killed and harmed and the majority of nations
look the other way. Like you, I hope that one day the perpetrators will be held to account for the atrocities they have and are committing.

Take care - Dave

[Paul Bell]

Syria came too late.
Iraq, Libya. Totally left to rot by western countries.
When public opinion goes against governments. They think twice about going back in.
The United Nations. If I hear they're having another meeting, I'll scream.
Syria has been left to rot.

[Great Aunt Astri]

Your poem could apply to many many situations, in both present and past history. It does give one the feeling of impotence, and sheer incomprehension. But there is hope in the last verse. 'the collective voice'. But of course we can all individually 'have a say' about it. Which is what you have done in your heart-felt poem. good for you.