You sent prophets, saints,
You sent angels to cure,
Humanity from the diseases,
Hatred, greed, cruelty, violence,
You provided solutions to all.
Conflicts through your preachers,
You taught compassion, benevolence,
You taught honesty to suffering humanity.
You bestowed the flowers.
But from where emerged Thorn?
The barbed minds of leaders,
Full of black smoke of hatred,
Extremism, communal.
The kings who turned the books
Holy in the subjection and slavery,
The leaders who availed of
Unity of religious teachings,
And developed their cunning
Techniques to govern and
Control all the innocents. .
You sent angels to cure,
Humanity from the diseases,
Hatred, greed, cruelty, violence,
You provided solutions to all.
Conflicts through your preachers,
You taught compassion, benevolence,
You taught honesty to suffering humanity.
You bestowed the flowers.
But from where emerged Thorn?
The barbed minds of leaders,
Full of black smoke of hatred,
Extremism, communal.
The kings who turned the books
Holy in the subjection and slavery,
The leaders who availed of
Unity of religious teachings,
And developed their cunning
Techniques to govern and
Control all the innocents. .
A poem for sad times that just seem to get sadder. The logic of evil is power, sometimes it is hard to remember that the good things of life have a power of their own. I am curious what you would write next, in response to this poem. Thank you and keep writing.