No Progress Poem by DM W

No Progress



Hegel saw the world spirit
Gradually unfolding,
Via precise dialectics.
I do not share this notion.

I only glimpse a frail light,
Glowing in the eyes of the forsaken,
That does not speak of progress
Moving beneath the stars.

I only hear fading voices,
Carried by the wind,
That are lost amidst the grey clouds
Of this, eerie skeleton dawn.

Friday, December 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
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