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Politicians are Invoking the Old Gods Again

Josh Chandler Morris
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2 min readOct 24, 2023

A poem

Photo by Levi Meir Clancy on Unsplash

Politicians are invoking the old gods again
I can speak only in heartbreak
A child’s blood spilled on dry earth
Hellscapes summoned on holy ground

Retribution and eyes for eyes after eyes
I wonder how cycles of hatred cease, while power pours its fuel on flames, a deep complex of profit amidst pain

I weep while the world expounds its explanations
Opportunities for ‘I told you so’s’, ideology runs amok

Meanwhile, the innocent still die, trauma seen in the toddler’s eyes
I retreat, I’m not desensitised, it breaks me and as I try to sleep, the images sit behind my eyes

A coward perhaps, I know not what should be done but my heart still beats and longs for peace

My pain is minute in comparison and yet I can feel the world weeping
Weeping for the destruction of promised futures
For brighter tomorrows, for the breaking of cycles

I see myself in those fathers carrying their children through the streets, I know those eyes and I fear for the tributaries that channel that pain

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Josh Chandler Morris
Josh Chandler Morris

Written by Josh Chandler Morris

A jeweller by day, writer by night. Exploring Eastern philosophy, spirituality and politics. Creator of The Inspiration Journal www.harshrealm.co.uk

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