There’s unreality in this isolation –
survivalists buy ammo, preparing for what?
In ancient times, this was an act of God –
a scourge caused by our sinfulness,
we’d bow at altars and beg for forgiveness.
Today, we fear nothingness.
Can we prevent self-destruction?
We have a capacity for kindness but an
unending self-loathing and thirst for violence
that will swallow us whole one day.
(Photo by Elti Meshau on Unsplash)
Glad you are creating instead of destructing. Great perspective on the whole thing.
Thanks! Writing and especially poetry is a great way to process complicated emotions.