Why?

Why?

A Poem by Tate Morgan
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We tend to be so predictable as a species. Predatory to the core. Yet here and there I see hope of evolution taking a kinder approach. Lets Hope before we kill us all.

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If I could only see the truth

to look beyond our simple ways

I would love knowledge even more

than all the lies of long gone days

 



If man could put away his sword

and beat to plowshares all he'd worn

Then I might be able to see the light

and forget the failings, of those I scorn

 



If we were not such fragile beings

that prayed for things not needed

Then I might think we had a chance

but all the lessons still go unheeded

 



If life would only start as it ends

with great knowledge left to share

 We might not trample each other

then sin to hide what we must bear

 



If life could only do all these things

I would live deep in the truth so wise

To take the life, that I've been given

and turn to God with forgiving eyes


 



© 2021 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
We tend to be so predictable as a species. Predatory to the core. Yet here and there I see hope of evolution taking a kinder approach.
Lets Hope before we kill us all.

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I think we are of one Spirit my friend...we love...and that is our calling and our creed. We are misunderstood...we are called weak...presumed naive...when our strength and wisdom is the very thing others fail to find an empathy for...and it saddens us. But we have no fear, knowing that love which resides within us is greater than the evil which abides in the world. Keep fighting the good fight. Wonderful write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Tate Morgan

11 Years Ago

I agree we try to see past mans nature to find the bettr angels of our nature.In the constant hope t.. read more



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wow......absolutely amazing love
i love how you put so much emotion to this
well done

Posted 14 Years Ago


I, too, dislike willful ignorance. Unfortunately we cannot punish those who are ignorant, but we MUST try to educate. It will be our only defense. Good message.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So true and so enlightening! Really awakening piece!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Hind sight is twenty twenty. It would be wonderful if we were born with this knowledge beforehand; however, it is life's experiences that teach us and instill in us the knowledge that we have as we grow older. War is as much of life as peace. Hate is as strong of an emotion as love. Greed will never be eradicated any more that poverty. It is sad but it is life. We can only be thankful for what we have and share what we know hopefully influencing someone who sits on the fence wondering which side to take.

Posted 14 Years Ago


First, congratulations on your marriage! May it bear Conscious fruit evermore.

The "world" is an aggregation of assumptions -- most of which stop considerably short of the bar set by the venerable Sage template set by a Buddha, say.

So when a collection of pop stars sing "We Are the World," they are ironically being compassionate, full of nonsense, and dimly intuitive about a deeper truth, all at the same time.

Humans en masse believe they are struggling objects in indifferent space reaching out blindly for salvation from some higher power. Evidence suggests there are relative interventions
from subtler realms of apparently separate objects from time to time, but that it's rare and largely cosmetic.

What seems to be the most effective orientation is to the Transcendental Field, what physicists are calling Zero Point Field, a Nondual intuition that bears more immediate
fruit simply from the Greater Clearing of Attention it summons. In other words, we are not what we seem, and what we seem to be vanishes out of sight, so why orient
to that? Buddha's just a classic REAL norm. Jesus is Everybody, just before they "get it." If we take seriously "We are such stuff as dreams are made on/and our little lives are
rounded with a sleep" -- if we sense a Mobius strip paradox, if we realize we are simultaneously particles struggling toward a presumptive linear destiny AND a wave function
at One w/an infinite Zero Point Field. "History is a nightmare from which I'm trying to awaken."

Love, most usefully, is orphaned Consciousness Itself. We are not quite Real. Phantoms of appearance. From a Flatland interpretation of Reality, we constantly objectify into
the vague heavens. Better to pull it back and contemplate the still point of the turning worlds until it bears remarkable fruit. All else is ludicrous dross.

Your poem intelligently delineates the "human problem." As one who suffers both chronic ordinariness, and enjoys so-called extraordinary insight, I aver that ancient Gnosticism,
Zen, and other meditation-focused Buddhic streams, Advaita Vedanta, Tao, have been offering us the means for correcting the axis of assumption for centuries.

Perhaps it's time for an absurdist fire to demonstrate "tough love" -- to the degree the species ignores its own real education, it lacks credibility.

"God" is Existence Itself and the Space of Its Arising. The mediated "normality" of postmodernity is a drooling crime scene. Love is orphaned Real Intelligence, a priori, Transcendent,
Naked Attention devoid of dithering, Infinite -- PRESENT NOW.

Posted 14 Years Ago


If... Lots of power, both good and bad, behind that word. Too much intentional ignorance out there, and too many people that have knowledge, know the truth of their actions and just don't care about the consequenses, to themselves or others. Quite a thought provoking and poignant write. Excellent.

Posted 14 Years Ago


To live in peace and abandon war is something many of us have long wished for, but I doubt that it will ever be, unfortunately. Ever since Cain slew Able, mankind has not been willing or capable of putting aggression back in the bottle. Your words merit admiration.

Posted 14 Years Ago


What a powerful piece! I must say it is sad how man lusts for riches over knowledge. In the begging we are told it was not so; man had to be tempted to lust after the single tree bearing the fruit. Tempted knowing he had been given everything he needed, and knowing he was in the good grace of God, but also knowing if he was to give in, and partake of this fruit he would not be so blessed. In the end the temptation for knowledge, won over his will for compassion. Now it would seem humanity has lost both the knowledge and compassion to live unassumingly. However, maybe this so called lust was created from man once having everything, or maybe to feel one has everything man needs to be ignorant to this desire. Humility, what a curious, and full of meaning thing. I wonder when or if man will ever learn its true values. Only then will this hunger be directed towards compassion again.

Great work, as you can see you sparked some thought in my mind.
RLG,
Tommy


Posted 14 Years Ago


As always you take a few simple words to express unfathomable complexity. Your words shear through the egotistical facade of human nature and cause your reader to take a good look at the shortcomings of their fellow man...and in turn themselves. One line in particular jumps out at me - "If man could put away his sword?" The violence of man astounds the men who would rather seek knowledge than blood, and yet violence is a condition that exists in nearly every culture in nearly every place on earth. We would all do well to heed the wisdom in this piece.

Posted 14 Years Ago


By the way, Congratulations on getting married! Another adventure awaits you, Tate. Arrgh!

Posted 14 Years Ago



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