The Turn of Days Below
I watch the turning of days,
as if time faded to insignificance,
and those colored sheets so rich in hue,
divide time in two,
like right and wrong, a throng
of a deft hands persuasion.
Souls like ants below,
wander in erratic directions,
as if stunned by a harsh light
and desperately seeking protection;
how meaningless they look,
so small in the scope of life.
Yet I know the complexity of thought and action,
the drama and conflict innate,
and with all those perspectives swirling,
what consequences can make,
so I just quietly observe the cacophony
of silent screaming.
So fare removed, I feel pity,
yet know that each decision is theirs,
each thought in provocation
the consequences they must bear,
and in the pain of learning,
somehow glean wisdom.
I too attest this reality, and from this cloud
I still take responsibility,
for we all share this human disability,
this imperfect shell and mind
that must find a better path,
in the aftermath of our transgressions.
We are so small, so insignificant,
yet part of life and potential,
and it is this essential truth
that makes us irreplaceable,
given what we as individuals can achieve in life,
beyond the strife and struggle we so need.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
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We do struggle so, to achieve and realize our potential in life. I love this work, Tony, for I often look upon humanity like this, as if from far above. Great work, very interesting and a pleasure to read. Love the line: “so I just quietly observe the cacophony
of silent screaming.” Marvelous!
Thanks Phyllis, so pleased you appreciated it. Take care dear friend.