I watched the world die today
from my three seasons porch
my comfortable perch, a safe haven
of hope drawn in by
its soft, inviting light of the day.
It spilled onto my lap, warming my feet
as I sat cross legged on the couch.
The earth was in flames today
and I watched it all burn and smolder
and finally it came crashing
to the ground.
I watched with horrified
on the edge of my seat
fascinated and transifixed
as hatred ruled the heart
I drank another
cup of steaming coffee
rich and black
smooth as silk
down to the last bitter
more than this empty cup
as I watched
it ignited the hapless soul
as it careened out of control
diving headfirst into the souls
of others who were also hell bent
on the pathways of selfishness.
As eyes took in the flames
the heat, the spite, the maliced tongue
I wept…for this was
a vision of me
hell bent on my own
hell bent on my own agendas
on my own devices and self-ladden heart
the man aflame was me…and I could do nothing
but watch it all go crumbling down
how powerless these hands and feet.
How empty all these yearnings and strivings.
How bitter the self-indulgent worries
and the blankets of careless apathy.
I saw the world burn today
as I sat and watched it all crumble to the ground.