"they" keep us numb with news of horror, loss and war
To distract from the reality of calculated ******
Our inability to connect with suffering unless we ourselves are touched
Is tragic
That is our signature
Change triggers our fight or flight
You probably chose flight
Easy way taken, light visible at the end of the tunnel

What is there is comfortable.
Planned.
Safe.

Your place in life assured
To be bland.
Worked to your last breath
(Almost assuredly taken in pain from cancer)
Used. (Taxes are theft)

We lack the cohesive ability to connect
Never touched it personally
Feeling sad or horrified does not change the reality
MOVEMENT!  ACTION!
These two simple words
One an example of the other
Could change the world
The future.

What we are remembered for.

Yes, we are good at war.
Excel at it in fact
Many would say an "art form"
Whispered sovereignly across the lips of megalomaniacs, genocidial delusionists and those who always thirst for more
never quenched
Our perfected brand of self-species annihilation
Will be what we are remembered for
"Even one so precious, written from the mouth of god"
Did not stand a chance
Against our innate brutality
Consistent fear of change

Yet our past does not define us
Our actions right this very minute
How we treat not only others but also ourselves
They reflect what we have learned
We can choose to forgive. To love.
To respect each other
Bright beacons give light when we are in shadow
Rarely are they chosen to follow
Blinding all the same
They had many hands to guide them home

They chose love.
You can too
That is what I hope "we" are  remembered for