whose hope

by Roberto Lavidez

to construct

a life on

uncompromising

certitudes

preserving

a sense of

personal

integrity

in the face

of outside

aggression

the invincible

conviction

of solidarity

that knits

together

the loneliness

of innumerable

hearts

like riding

the waves

of perfect

harmony

in a sea

of chaos

to bind

together

all humanity

the dead

to the living

the living

to the unborn

preserving

mass graves

as constant

reminders

of what we

as humans

are capable of

we could be

drifting

through time

like men

without souls

feeling empty

as we

poured out

all troubles

and woes

into the stone

brought by

magic of

anthropology

kind of

wonderful

and horrifying

at once

are we

more moral

because we’ve

experienced

real evil

or do we

become

monsters

ourselves

in the process

of fighting

monsters

to inhabit

a realm

of pure myth

to take

self-debasing

pleasure

in poisoning

souls

to make

a nest

where a

monster

can be born

until we

become

polarized into

us and them

turning

thousands of

moments

into traps

and snares

that lined

the path

to eternal

torment

tiptoeing

through

the remainder

of time

what scenario

do we play

in our minds

as we write

our own fiction

does it offer

a critical way

of appraising

and grasping

the world

are we

smiling

with the

contentment

of having found

an answer to

a very tricky

question -

whose world?

©robertolavidez2013