A House Divided Poem by Barry Middleton
A House Divided
we will never find salvation
we never learn from our mistakes
a dark shadow follows us
we wander the same blind alleys
we court the same dead-end dreams
the same self-deceptions
our soul is a house divided
utopian fire and the thirst for peace
are quenched by avarice
we conjure redemptive gods
to raise us from despair
their only answer is to look within
meanwhile a universal clock tics
empty stars shine down
upon a house that cannot stand
so poignant, so topical, my kind of poem, Barry....beautifully worded and told with brevity of purpose.
Many people have said I am too pessimistic but in today's world there seems to be no reason for optimism. I wonder how long the world can continue with such divisiveness as we have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 9:57:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Superb! This is thoroughly enlightening work. Wise words. They ring so true. Yes, we humans are like a divided house. An apt metaphor.10
Thanks Nosheen. Unfortunately the words of Lincoln have gone global.