Humanity’s Healing

A poem

Elegant powers

Swing high and swing low

No dried-out choirs

The chores made us grow


Replenishing nature

Bloom small and bloom tall

No burdened creature

The fall dismantled it all


In winter’s grace

Novel distance has come

Pushing humanity’s daze

To abandon the sun


But listen tight!

Hold on strong!

Faith is not lost!

Merely hidden by wrong

Beliefs of the ego

Pain of the earth

Measuring love

By the phallic girth


Humanity’s blood

Has been shed for so long

Why does humanity not create a new song?

Why does society only cherish the fake?

Why does humanity not strike a new gong?

Why does society not love for heavenly sake?

Has the blood not been spilled enough?

It has been spilled for so long…


Come back to the pure

Let us sing like a child

For all heavens endure

And heaven is mild


With spring comes summer

With summer comes dawn

The gates have opened

Rebirthing the fawn


With rebirth comes life

Sees death no more

With life comes love

Nudges the lion to roar


With hope redrawn

The poetry sewn

Fabrics of matter

Transcending the bone


Dispelling the fright, no tragic demeanor

Amending the night, fear’s waist getting leaner

Commending the day, depression lost meaning

Respelling the fay, humanity’s healing

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