Life. A Mirror Image Unleashed Poem by Amala Comer

The Arrogant Enemy.

They try to run
they try to hide,
this enemy called man
hunts far and wide.
We care not their pain,
nor their fears,
nor their suffering
and shed no tears.
Slaughter for pleasure,
slaughter for land,
slaughter for profit,
grieve for those
if you can.
Hearts hardened by desire,
compelling greed
to build a spire
of ivory and bone.
Is this the harvest
of seeds we have sown.

The Invisible Enemy.

We try to run
we try to hide
this enemy called virus
hunts far and wide.
It knows no pain,
it knows no fears,
it knows no suffering
and sheds no tears.
Taking life within its grasp
crossing boundaries
that were meant to last.
Grieve for those
who lost the fight
others who face life alone.
Is this the harvest
of seeds we have sown.

A mirror image
of what we have done
now mankind
is on the run.