THE DEATH OF HUMANKIND:PART ONE

THE DEATH OF HUMANKIND: PART ONE

Human beings are social creatures. We reciprocate to signals of love and affection.

Perhaps, humanity has lost its way. The dehumanisation of man continues with every passing era. Cynical, isn't it?

The reckless ways that man has used to kill other human beings for his selfish desires begin from ancient times.

The selfish and cynical behaviour of humans started from ancient times to the beginning of the twentieth century.

The crucifixion of Jesus Christ was the first act of dehumanisation. In ancient Roman times, the capital punishment given to the slaves and criminals was crucifixion.

He was stripped of his clothes and led to Golgotha. He was offered a mixture of vinegar, gall and myrrh. The nails used as a useful tool becomes a securing weapon to cause pain and suffering.

Perhaps, as time passed new techniques and methods start to deteriorate the man kindness.

It was the beginning of wars; wars fought for the sake of the crown and honour with serenity. Referring to the Battle of the Tours, Battle of Hastings, Battle of Castillon fought for a throne made of stone.

How one's death is celebrated by the other?

The reality of war disgusts and anguishes my soul.

Kings and soldiers fighting prolonged battles dipped in blood and mud to annex small kingdoms.

I could hear only the voices of cannons, swords, bows and arrows, metal shields and the thumping of horses and elephant's feet on the battlefield.

The smell of gunpowder, stink of blood, charcoal, sulfur and the acrid decaying flesh of dead soldiers. I hear the screams of agony and despair of women and children.

Is this what we call to be human?

To be continued...

@soulfulwriter

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SERENE

BACK TO HOME As I wake up I see through the curtains Warmth In the sky The chill In the breeze Joy sputtering in the air It was good to be home. I lie on Mom's lap The warmth and radiance Invading the chaotic soul We see The white fluffy clouds punctuating the blue-sky Sun peeping through the woollen blanket The frost coating on the grass Melting and falling On the green sheet The tree of gods Standing tall and solitary Stretching its arms. We could hear the grass whispering Lilies, daffodils,lady-like tulips blossoming The sucking of nectar Butterflies dancing in the wind Wait Can you hear the vibrations? My mother startled It was The buzzing of bees The rustling of the leaves The Pine's Citrusy odour Meddling with me. I wish I could Freeze these memories as the darkness began...

THE MAZE

THE MAZE I am in a maze With all vague thoughts in my mind Pretending to find my way out Out of a labyrinth I unquestionably walked in Hoping there will be an exit too Stuck and lost But I don't know the exit Which way is safer anymore I wipe off the map End up obliterating every chance at absconding, Escaping the light, happiness Condemning every relationship Alas, end up blaming the vagabondage Because of a lack of direction in my journey. @soulfulwriter

Caged

CAGED Society full of animation Threw me again now, I am just the blood that stains my pillowcases (apology) what pleasant delights will grace this presence? dried, desiccated heart coated with frostiness and chill in November. abandoned I will remain under the withered skin. just like the keratin debris present under the fingernails. my feet and hands numb As muscle dysfunction begins to function my pounding, spongy brain still trying to perceive the day's madness. sputtering psychosis scrubbing my neurotic soul all's that left is silence unnoticed In the echoes Of the vibrations Sent by the world. all that's alive is the base camp quiet with paracetamol lingering. ...

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