Mutation beyond Recognition

The heart screams out,

It screams and dies a death every time,

Every time a daughter is raped by her dad,

A son is beaten and his dignity stolen and shred to pieces,

Sometimes seeing in print, sometimes seeing the devastation after in being,

From one animal to another, have we gone beyond being an animal?

Sunk lower than the lowest ones,

Have our thoughts become mutated?

Mutated beyond recognition and resurrection?

Section so and so, section so and so, out comes the law book,

A book scripted to bench the crime, not do away with it,

A law book scripted to give benefits of doubt,

Find evidence, find evidence, I must be followed, It says,

For I am the sole way out you see, I am irreplaceable,

You have endowed me with powers and now I overpower you,

Laws of nature, Is its original copy unedited, missing a section?

Or has it been muddled up and left with gaping loop holes,

A sight being replayed since the time of our epics,

When the court of books and all the noble souls stood watching,

Noble dastardly souls, with immense courage to stand by their laws,

But not an ounce of it to stand for humanity, overpowered they were you see,

As the laws rip apart a world it had tried to make human,

Today we meekly stand and see the grave yard expanding,

Graveyard of pained souls, Graveyard of revengeful spirits,

All awaiting their turn to return, sharpening their canines to tear and masticate the demons,

But alas, No urban law, no International court of justice to push back and curb this expansion and invasion!

Have we no way to heal the wounds? No way to pulverize the mansion of evil?

No way to grind it to minuscule particles?

I envision a momentous win when these particles would have no nucleus,

No polarity to reform,

No limbs to capture what belonged to our humankind.

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Categories: change, emotions, expressions, Hypocricy, life, mindset, poetry, poetry on life, society | Tags: , , | 4 Comments

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4 thoughts on “Mutation beyond Recognition

  1. I like the way you have portrayed the emotions here.

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  2. We all harbor the seeds of both good and evil. Most of us, even the most wicked, want to choose the good. That you show your concern helps. And, teacher, you are in a position to help even more. Education matters and a teacher who shows concern for her students’ future can improve that future, even if just a little bit.

    A very powerful poem.

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    • What you say quite true! both good and evil are within us, and sometimes those who are evil have their own stories too, not all the time, but sometimes, thus healing becomes important, almost as important as punishing.And education and the teacher certainly plays a major role! I hope to do some good! Thanks 🙂

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