Seeking Humanity Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

oust from within
your true self’s armor
a consequence, one uncertainty
in knowing expectantly a melting
mental image; it of an obsolete expectancy
having wandered, with no other newcomer’s vision
seeing where the ascendants are remembered
as giants on the hills, and valleys of this
parturient earth...
mysteries of; in a strange way
to sleeping spirits continuing to vanish, upon a
capitol’s shadowy lawn; if you are able to believe
your simpering children will be redeemed, each of
their upbringing’s surfacing curiosity, in a questioning
diatribe and discussing all the opposing theoretical
discourses; in one daze, expressing those made
as worthy of being...
fleeting moments; the images in rusted wonderings
alive and spoken buried mysteriously to dwell
in the ignorance, reshaped to rest upon the crippled
in the dark, surfacing pulse, by the murdering of
the human species...
profundity exasperates the depths
of this journey inward, towards acceptance of self
exposed to truth and honestly, and appreciating the worth
within each mind, that we each alone constitute
the worth of an entire community
on a universal level…
that each soul contains the whole of humanity
and that we are all mixed of each other
there is only one species human
and we are nothing, without one another…
do so be the ones, who are forever
and continually seeking humanity