The Good Side. Poem by Sandra Feldman

The good side
Of us,
Is there one?
When so Many,
For whatever
Reasons
Set up, so many
Of us, as prey.

History,
A proof of our
Divisions,
Conquests
And Contradictions.

How can you trust a being
That can kills millions at a time,
And yet there are those,
That have saved Humanity
By discoveries, sublime.

We are living Paradoxes
Impossible to explain,
Half human, half beast
Impossible, to fully
Train,
Probably because
Of our mysterious
And inscrutable,
Brain.

The border between
Sanity and Insanity,
Being quite frail,
And unfortunately
The propensity
Towards corruption
Being very easy
To unveil,
As it stubbornly
Prevails.

A world were individuality
Tries to survive,
And produce good change
Always fighting the forces
Of Evil
That are constantly trying
All good to execute
For some coins of corruption
In exchange.