Battlefields

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Nov 15, 2023 

Battlefields.
Eons past
to
modernity.
Clubs
to tanks.
War,
carnage.
Death.
From the
dawn of
recorded
time.
Millions
slaughtered.
Blood soaked
land.
Oozing
life,
meaning.
Meaning,
point?
Narratives,
mind control.
Programed.
Mindless
puppets,
charging the
field.
Dying.
People
don’t
rule the
world.
Narratives
rule the
world.
People,
simply
doing
what
they’re 
told!

 

Tags: Deep,

Add Comment

 

More by John Prophet

...
Maelstrom

poem by John Prophet

Maelstrom. Accelerating. Global change. Faster it spins. Breaking apart. Exponential. Technological explosion, transformation. What once was, fading. Hard to keep up. Understand. Speeding. Changing. Unrelenting b... Read more

...
Ritual

poem by John Prophet

Ritual. Comfort in ritual. Dark forbodding place. Ancient, unknown. Ancient times filled with uncertainty. Dangers everywhere. Enter ritual. Special places. Gatherings, holding darkness at bay. Group. Safety in n... Read more