Not knowing

Worry about nuclear theatre

may be a sign of privilege,

having something to lose.

Jet fumes accent grey yellow sunset sky,

dog nails patter on bare wood floor,

cats sit near guarding opposite directions.

In war zones bombs blitz everyday

death is near, some say they’ve lost all fear,

my distant mind strains to comprehend.

I always wonder about my fur friends,

their reliance on us, not privy to our plans

yet much goes on in sky above and earth below,

down the road and millions of miles away

and I know nothing of it.

Darkness has fallen into steady gnawing and

this human mind calms knowing about

not knowing much at all.

©2017 Ontheland

 

 

7 thoughts on “Not knowing

  1. I really emphasise with this perceptive poem Janice. Its time for many politicians to take chill out time and devote energy to global welfare not warfare. Most of what we don’t know is not worth knowing because there is no substance in it to begin with. So you are right, lets keep our minds calm with the goodness we do know and experience.

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