The Fuse of Cognition

The world is full of constant sorrow

Darkest hours.and the longing,

Politicians creating climates of fear

Releasing pain across the land.

The world is full of inquisitors

Poking daily against reason,

Hearts of darkness, chords of division

Emissaries of death, hovering over misery.

The world is full of conspirators

Malignant forces  that do not discriminate 

Killing hope, releasing unfriendly fire

Condemning and intimidating all in reach.

The world is full of vultures

Devouring and masticating,

Preying on us, with deadly intent

Feasting persistently without regret,

The world is full of waves washing over

Dragging us down, lower than we've ever fallen,

Into dungeons of time that does not cease

Deeper and further into the abyss,.

The world is full of walls of indifference

Mirrors of illusion, enabling complicit voices,

Tyranny and oppression, that brutalize and dehumanise

Crushing and delivering weights of burden.

The world despite all this is full of love

Those that are tired never give up their struggle,

To a war that never ends, will never ever surrender 

Continue resisting creating a new world.

The world is still full of seeds of reason

Ever flowering, augmenting our deepest wounds,

Fruitful pastures, stemming the flood of tears

Beyond hurtful paradigm, healing balms to share.