Clockwise Poem by Barry Middleton

Clockwise



we came from Africa
clockwise from Eden
spreading over the earth

from the caves of Lascaux
to the steppes of Mongolia
we wandered ever restless

we crossed the Alps
and the Himalayas
and the Bering Strait

we spread over the plains
of North America
we mapped the rivers

we delved the swampland
we conquered the forest
we built our cities

we traveled the globe
we left our mark
the open pits and scars

we fought the wars
we murdered angels
the sons of Cain endure

the bodies of our children
lay strewn on battlefields
and nothing changed

the blue green paradise
has turned to desert
the ocean is rising

in the sacred mountains
we must gather
for a final offering

in the sacred mountains
we must gather
for the final prayer

Clockwise
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity,inhumanity
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marianne Reninger 17 May 2017

love this one! Don't love man's negligence, but the poem. Reminds me of my Wall-ocracy. Thanks.

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Barry Middleton 17 May 2017

Thank you. I'll look at Wall-ocracy.

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