Over the Horizon

Things which occur beyond the horizon disturb me, Jane.
Why should I care? Why should I darken such a day,
When birds are singing and the air is cool? The coffee
You have made is good. Our daughter's daughter
Toddles on the lawn beneath some scolding squirrels.
All the trees and shrubs are lush. There are no snakes
Nearby to tempt us to destroy this paradise..., but look
What looms, far off, unseen. A dying nation writhes
In pain, its talons turned upon itself, its patrimony IOUs,
Its children sent to slaughter others who, in time, must
Slaughter us. We're too old now to fear the future,
But I worry what will drift this way to harm that
Little girl.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-05-29 at 13:47

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