An Age Of Solipsism Poem by Michael Walker
An Age Of Solipsism
This is the solstice of solipsism,
Yet soulless solace still will not suffice.
Averted eyes seem a cataclysm
To those who want their neighbors to be nice.
The daedal earth accompanies us still,
Concretizing intact all that is abstract,
Bestowing more than she could e'er redact,
While we - swollen, sullen - have not our fill.
Cast away the raiment of the day!
Feel the fickle flicker of the night!
The stars will bid the moon to stay and sway
To shed her light, so sure, and pure, and white!
For in the turning of the sea and stars,
We see futility in all our wars.
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4/26/2024 11:49:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I agree with you wholeheartedly Luc.. This is an age of solipcism indeed with people turning themselves into excessively self-indulgent, entitled human beings who barely recognise the existence of other human beings.. We are in a real pathetic condition in terms of comprehending the basic ideas of human existence.. And although I am not a very big fan of morality à la Kant - there should be a universal rule that if you cannot say good things or good things for others, at least make sure you do not do bad things to them.. Maybe a bit more common sense, a little less cynicism, and bit more humanism around will change it a lot... Thanks for sharing.