#HoeGaatEchtMetJe
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No One Knows
by Barbara Stewart
Mother Earth despairs of Humankind
of our neglect
our disrespect
Of those in power
who hour by hour
take and hate
Whose hearts are black
with greed and fear
Who hate themselves
and hate each other
Delight to see
their brothers suffer
Who kill and maim
for selfish gain
She is wary of Mankind
Of brutal UnKindman
Who choses
to use and abuse
Womankind
Children
Who is indespicably
cruel to animals
Who violates nature
Is blind to the indescribable
beauties of Mother Earth
Is ignorant of her worth
Who only enjoys to destroy
She is forsaken by such men
So many chances
she has given again and again
In return she is raped and diseased
Riddled with floods and fires
ruined by Mankind's selfish desires
Mother Earth does not need Man to survive
This virus persists
Insists
We resist as much as we can-
being Man
Could it be-weary of protecting us
She now seeks to reject us ?
Or is it's source
the deeds of Powerful Evil Man
seeking to bring others
down to their knees
To steal their freedom
To satisfy his greed
for more power?
Or is the Animal Kingdom
so long used and abused
seeking it's revenge ?
No one knows
We can only suppose
The virus mutates and grows-
Controles
Overpowers us
Dominates, divides, destroys
Breeds fear, distrust, frustration, anger
violence, alienation, despair
And where is caring GentleMan ?
Whose spirit is kind
who understands
His deeds are good
his heart is strong
Where does he belong ?
He loves his brothers
Seaks to heal the poisonous wounds
of Bloody War
The suffering of others
he cannot ignore
He who struggles to right the wrong
Where does he belong ?
GentleMan
Who protects, respects
Womankind
the Animal Kingdom
He who cares for children
Is aware of the astounding beauties
of Mother Earth
Who strives to protect her worth
He who stuggles to right the wrong
Where does he belong?
His voice is low
He cannot be heard
Above the deafening screech
of Evil words
So those of us who can speak--speak out--shout.
Those of us who can act--act
Those who can give--give
Those who can love--love
Embrace the light and energy from above
And hope and pray with Mother Earth
for the coming of the day
of Man's rebirth
into
GentleMan
November 2021
The original inspiration for this poem came from a photograph I saw in a leaflet received from the action group Varkens in Nood whom I support. A member of the group worked
temporarily undercover in a slaughterhouse in Gelderland, and took photos of how the pigs were treated on being hurded in. One photograph showed how these innocent, young, unsuspecting animals were beaten and given electric shocks before meeting their horrific deaths.
The photo arose a deep-seated anger in me at how cruel humankind can be towards animals; towards each other; and to the Planet Earth as a whole.
As if we do not deserve to live here. Can the corona virus be a means towards our extinction along with the destructive forces of climate change?
A far-fetched thought maybe….but….No One Knows. There is always hope and a belief in the inherent goodness of Mankind.
Footnote : The slaughterhouse was closed for two months until conditions for the animals improved, and is still under increased supervision.
I myself do not eat meat.
door Barbara Stewart