What's cooking in the kitchen is
Another victim of success
Life feeds on life
And you lived to tell about it
So pray tell, please do
We are seriously dying to know
So there I was knee deep in my boots
Making my way through the path
That was carved out by the actions
Of a creature seeking justification
I was very quiet
But the silence of mother nature won
As I got closer I could hear
The cries of the carrots
Screaming 'there's a terrorist'
My heart dropped, I picked it up
Innocence lost to the filthy mouth
Of a dirty predator consuming it's youth
Careful not to scare it off
I had my finger on a hair trigger, squeezed
As it released a shot of adrenaline
Within my veins coursing through its head
Until now I never heard blood cry
Oh, how these darkening eyes ask me why?
I watched the light fade away
As I was met with night
Juggling my thoughts while I contemplate
Just what is right?
Chaos is the unstructured order of all things
No one is innocent, were all victors & victims
Predators and prey, praying for peace
But we live for war for that is our way
Peace is like manners that need to be learned
But were all just animals into war we are born
'Life feeds on life'....The law of the survival of the fittest and might is right hold good! We know that we are all pugnacious by nature and donot hesitate to prey upon others. We control our inclinations because there are well defined laws and breaking them invite punishment. So do you mean to say that humans appear refined only because there are strict laws to check their beastly urges as 'chaos is the unstructured order of all things'! To some extent, you are right Allan.... but cannot agree with you fully! A great write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your thoughts here and the poem itself remind of Pico della Mirandola's ORATION ON MAN, a startling, epoch-making statement on humanity by this Renaissance scholar. Pico was a devotee of the Emerald Tablet and other Hermetic influences. But the Oration focuses on the radical freedom which is unique to human beings and can be either our path to Glory or our descent to Evil. Or sadly a mixture of both so the good and evil cannot be isolated from each other but we must deal with both simultaneously. We are not beasts which have a natural innocence - we are divided beings; our moral mission is to close the rift or transcend it. Emerson can help with that.