We live in the crevices of society silently lamenting our fate faking each smile of hate hoping to remain unseen amidst an unforgiving global scene –
We are the static whispers in the dark night craving a kind gesture yearning to welcome a savior to relieve us from our daily plight – We see our fellow men battling to gain increasing material power willing to sell their souls for hire even swearing to commit murderous mayhem in the name of advancement their heaven sent – We hear disturbing voices influencing choices of men free from political vermin – They choke from gorging themselves on rotten ideas basking in glowing cheers igniting fermenting fears.
Our existence born from liberating persistence declaring war on all things inhumane insane shared searing shame – Our arsenal collected from history our language born from human scorn after a bright morn since mankind’s dawn – Our resolve strengthened by a shared passion literary compassion our celebratory fashion – Our energy sparked by a global synergy similar biology binds our literal ideology our state of mind guided by mankind not that kind – Failing to find their inner core forever hoping to discover a new shore shunning millennia of growing intellect although still able to cunningly collect part of a new sect – The current order simmering with cultural murder eradicating deleting competing feeding their chosen prey with a lexical feast from their inner beast.
Our message is clear our aim remains the same our literary match no ordinary game our voices surge through time our intuition aiding our poetic mission – We are the voices through the ages silently raging on literary pages evolved into digital phases –
Adapting acquiring our power contagious as we collectively sigh moan groan warn and constantly reborn –
We defy disorder inequality insecurity question mankind’s maturity as we seek answers in religion and seeking questions in science while we carry on defending our literary calling as the silent sirens.
© Don Beukes
Excerpt from the book “The Salamander Chronicles”
About the Author
Mr. Don Beukes is a retired teacher of English and Geography. Originally from Cape Town in South Africa, he grew up in the shadow of Table Mountain, always aspiring to achieve the best in life, despite living in a racially divided country. He lives by his favorite motto ‘Carpe Diem’ and endeavors to seize every opportunity in life to make the most of each day. This also filters through to his poetry, attempting to adjust our moral compass in our ever-changing global village. He enjoys gardening and is a keen amateur photographer.
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