One:
We're all victims of our own vices,
Those things that cause a cosmic crisis,
Rather than attacking the ones that dwell within us,
We lash out at the ones we find outside in others.
It's a case of right enemy, wrong battlefield.
And those of us who do fight the war inside,
Are fated to fight on two fronts,
It may be a Sisyphean task,
But we will not be judged by our failures,
We will be judged by our efforts,
Our resilience,
Our hope,
Our spirit.
Two:
The greatest evil a human will face is not the devil, not a demon, not an animal but another human and the irony of it all is that it is the evil we can not live without.
Three:
Man is political by nature,
His ego inherited from his father and mother,
And his struggle created by his creator.
These aren't poems. They are exactly as the title implies: Rumination.
And for those of you who would like to know about the word Sisyphean. It derives from a Greek myth in which Sisyphus( a mortal) defied the gods and chained death so no mortal would ever die. The gods eternally punished him by making him push a boulder up a mountain; upon reaching the top, the boulder would roll down again, leaving Sisyphus to start again.