Voluntarily Isolated - Poem by Bob McBobson
Yes I know I am alone
Shrouded inside of my darkness
The world: so cruel
How can I stay?
All the world soon shall pay
Humanity is ripe for judgement
But I cannot judge; it is not my way
Therefore I must wait for doom
Inside myself in solitude
Can there be another way?
We call ourselves 'advanced'
We act as Lords of all Creation
Set by God
On his throne
I do not think that this is so
Every horror we commit
Is even worse than all the rest
We use our higher minds in order
To heighten our atrocities
I am becoming ashamed of my own existence. Is that fair?
I have lost all sense of direction
My mind wanders all through space
Wherever I turn
What is there that I can mourn?
I cannot blame a human being
Because I am one, and we are erred
Then I must sit back and let
The world take its destined course
Maybe one day I shall know the answer that eludes me so.
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(not my view on the world or necessarily the correct view)
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