What Really Are We? Poem by Sandra Feldman
What Really Are We?
What are we?
Not even
Feathers in the wind,
Not even Leaves
Of shades of green
From Life giving Trees!
We are Nothing!
Trying to be
Something,
Continuously, causing harm
To others,
Collapsing, natural Beauty!
Making of destruction,
Our duty!
We should know better
By now!
But no, the blindness
And selfishness is such
That we will only stop
When, there is nothing more
To destroy,
Sooner, rather than later,
Like children do,
With their toys.
As always you deserve top stars for all meaningful poems, dear friend Sandra.
Selfishness can destroy everything. A profound poem with deep insight.
A fabulous poem! Like the feathers in the wind....we are so insignificant... yet we pretend to be something.
The opening lines are gripping and full of images. Very powerful. To my Poem List.
Incisive lines that strike the very cord of humanity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/30/2024 5:32:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Powerful lines that evoke strong emotions. So deeply poignant and moving.