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
Ontheland 
This one really spoke to me. Sometimes I wonder what right I have to be happy and peaceful, puttering around in my garden and on my blog when there is such misery near and far. And yet…?
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And yet finding peaceful happiness helps the world even if not in measurable ways…that’s one thought…
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I do tell myself this 🙂 And of course, sharing peace with others
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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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Thank you Denis. I find your final observation quite grounding (in a spiritual sense).
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Phenomenal as always!
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Thanks Dorna 🙂
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