Uncharted Territories Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Uncharted Territories


Man didn't figure out,
The rampant hatred,
Of each other,
And then the love too.

Man wanted everything you know.
But why the evil ensue?
It goes on and on,
Reassuring nothing to no one.

I once wondered sitting on a rock,
While my thoughts wandered,
And I discovered the me in me,
And therefore humanity.

The evil comes from a different source,
Somehow etched outside us.
The meditative good,
Inside us.

But why do wars go on rampantly?
Is it because of society?
Is it the establishment?
But the core of the establishment is us.

Where does evil come from?
I wish I knew.