Poemattic: Poetry and Art for the Soul

If you are listening

to the absurdities of our times

your heart must be be ready

to explode with the torment it brings.

I for one no longer

want to sing

or laugh out loud

because the guilt is too profound.

So many have passed;

so many suffering,

so much uncertainty.

We need to look seriously at

not only where we fell and failed,

but where we slipped and let go

of our collective conscience.

The oneness that we are

can allow us to go far.

We cannot disregard the deep scars

that have been created.

Future generations will not be kind

when they realize

we left so many behind;

and waived our rights,

because we were afraid to stand up

for the good of all the people.

Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno!

The storm of tears

will flood our towns

and will drown our dreams.

Is it too late for redemption?

Will our sins be commuted?

Will our grandchildren pardon us,

for neglecting to see the truth?

To Thine Own Self Be True.

If you are and have been listening,

please know that we must also

start questioning.

We cannot allow us to get used to the dark.

Together

we must pave the way

and make sure we shine

so that the truth

is once again revealed.

No excuses!

No excuses!