Treasure Island

Buxton Shippy

(7-27-55 / Montego Bay, Jamaica)

Reality


Stripped down to the skin,
Not a word muttered;
Found no fault within,
Never stopped them,
From killing Him;
Sometimes it seems
The wild beasts are more caring;
Why then do we tear each other down,
Cause of race or clan?
Why then do we oppress,
Cause of accents and nationalities?
Why then do we murder babies and elders,
Cause of bloodless hearts?
We have the power to explore the heavens,
We can blow the earth to smithereens,
Yet we cannot feed the poor.
We cannot serve clean water,
We cannot provide shelter,
We cannot ease the pains;
We think we are superior.
Are we?

Submitted: Friday, May 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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