A question . . .
Isn’t it sensibility which
regulates our lives
affects our observation
impacts our experiences
colors experiences including
others’ life stories
While biology might
determine natural capacity
for this valuable receptivity
isn’t it nonetheless necessary
to know this progressive
developmental aspect of
A neurological basis for the lack of empathy in psychopaths
Let’s call human “darkness” human failings instead, for until a sense of responsibility entails our actions there cannot be human progress.
Written for one-liner-Wednesday, prompted by Linda G. Hill, via Fandango.
Scapegoat ritual, an encyclopedic topic
Suppose our conduct natural, as our beating sun
affected perhaps as any / creature subjected to
emittance of radiation, more contamination
Drones find our proximity / to the ant, and others
burrowing, largely absent our attention and
little mind of our presence / except occasional
run-ins, hunts, or culls; self-preservation or thrill
Choose an adventure, each a distinct take
our involvement: learning like animals albeit
different, separate: kind—at times; also like
them in their / environmental state / occupied
Such poetry persists, beyond boundaries of time
which window this is—whether others exist—remains
mysterious: the question of our age.
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