Man is predestined
to destroy his world
Consciously damning
‘free choice' unfurled
An apex predator
upon himself
No rhyme or reason
or logic dealt
Self-destruction
his stock in trade
His nature foreign
to all else made
Killing his brothers
killing his sons
Shakespeare prescient
of what's to come
Time irreverent
he never learns
What sets him free
his folly spurns
The clock is running
the hour late
His words now toxic
and filled with hate
And when it's over
but one thing changed
A new world order
—with life reclaimed
(Bryn Mawr College: June,2023)
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