current affairs – Page 7 – One Woman's Quest

Roadmap for Change

Everywhere collisions:

Mindless consumerism
tripping up ambitions
defeating progress

Social networking
mutilating communication
disrupting movement

Consciousness obliterated
by blind compliance
intrinsic motivation extinct

Victims splayed,
flayed, bloody,
numb

Values – not possessions – endure
understanding eliminates dominance
integrity ensures power for all.

Mindfulness calms chaos
quenches grasping urgency
restores hope, direction

Purpose harmonized
with communal focus
realizes potential
releases greatness

(Image my own)

Wailing

Our world spins
in contradictions –
grief prominent

Women and children
facing oppression

Indigenous souls
coming home –

So many dying
courtesy of lies

If there is a song
for our times
it is a wailing.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Art my own)

Dove’s mournful cry
spotlights Nature’s calling –
Let us find a harmonic note
sing along for conservation,
for preservation, for a strong
tomorrow – find our voices
and join the chorus.

(A New Year’s resolution for the world. Image mine)

My Body Poetic

Objectify my body –
I am anti-poetic –
this shore untameable

I am fertile, yes
a producer of life,
subject to tides
and winds, shamed
by man’s propensity
to overpower.

Let me not suffer
the consequences
of inhumane laws.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.
Image my own)

Disillusioned

How did this chasm,
this canyon of lies
become our normal?

Facts, once the sword
of intellect, redundant –
we fight with hyperbole

Voices raised, egos puffed –
I long for calm, doubt
we have the wherewithal
to bridge the divide.

(Image my own)

On Divinity

Righteousness
speaks not of
Divine intent

Indigenous suffer
ungodly loss from
Christian hands

A Muslim community
mourns the brutality
of sanctimonious wrath

Hate is the invention
of mortal minds –

Divine love is a river
that flows for all.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

Not So Green

Corporations claim to be green
bent as they are on profitability

Contrived, the marketing schemes
colour added to mask the perils

No amount of dye can alter
the truth for our world faces

the midnight hour, time
for preservation waning.

(For Reena’s Xploration Challenge: featured image. Also for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: midnight.)

Roses For Souls

How long the soil
housed tiny souls, pleas ignored –
crimes leave footprints
Plant a rose for each child
blood red to mark evil’s path.

(Image my own. Poem borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson)

Things That Confine Me

Islands define us –
attempts to stave off
a ruthless invader

Heritage dictates
reclusive behaviour
shame driving pain

Finding comfort
in solitude, uncertain
if I’ll ever vacate again.

(Tuesday I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.
Image my own)

Viral Madness

Children moan
reflect the day’s gloom

We are virus-cautious
confined indoors

While ‘I-wannas’
buzz at windowpanes

and news feeds mount
the terror – I scream

silently, pray for
uncommon patience

Pause as eagle,
soaring overhead

tips a wing my way
bids me a good day.

(Eugi’s Weekly Prompt is soaring. Image my own)

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