Adulteration of the beautiful

They say that 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder'
I don't know many things but the few things I understand and through observations made poets lyrical admired,
I look at the light fading from post trauma eyes a sense of deadness not quite surrendered but sort of halfway there,
We speak in these modern times of the 'walking dead'
but anti-psychotics aside amidst an angry ocean alive with gods tears raging against man made mess - best intentions not to be ignored but beauty resonates here and there
the voice-over deep husky alluring tones hurled through television screens and hidden 'mikes' treasures searched for but not hidden after all
We are here
We are ready, all fit and tightly wound,
Are we at an evolutionary turn?
About face, we are here, we are ready
We are not bad - just scared that modern technology belies our beauty
our human-ness
our humanity, right here, right now.

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