The Barbarians Poem by Barry Middleton

The Barbarians



Those people are the enemy.
Those are the barbarians.
They will always be at the gates.
Eternal avarice awaits.

Instinct must name the enemy,
otherwise he is within us.
He is the man in the mirror
who broke a sacred trust.

I see the dark, I see the light,
I see the stars, I see the night.
I see the grace, I see the sin,
a dual soul possesses men.

Greed and pride cannot be killed.
Barbarians are at the gate.
The war continues endlessly
till universe declares our fate.

I do not claim to know the path.
I struggle with my mortal wrath.
I cry and pray to kill the beast
that dwells within my human soul.

Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity,war
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marianne Reninger 31 May 2016

Barry, love this poem! A very beautifully crafted, old-fashioned (in the way of Stephen Crane, John McCrae, or Robert Browning,) exploring the age-old questions of peace, war, and the other. Very relevant to today and everyday....Thanks so much.

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Barry Middleton 31 May 2016

Thank you. Very glad you liked it.

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