A poem from the collection:
"The Spaces We Inhabit" by Colin Read / Reade Collins.
Available in paper back or ePub
The fundamental maxim
Of the fragmentationalists
Is embedded in abstractions
Of in extremis axioms
Unfathomable antics
Sequestered in semantics
Self-truths that beg defiance
From the factualness of science
And we are us to us
As they are us to them
And they are them to us
As we are them to them
Once language was important
In attempts to sublimate
Now we self-fulfil all prophesies
With talk of war and hate
The egocentric narcissist
Who only says, “I am”
Whose greed for self surpasses us
Is now the “everyman”
And we are us to us
As they are us to them
And they are them to us
As we are them to them
Rationalised economies
Nationalised theonomies
Political protectionism
Profiteering acquisition
Trickling down as micturition
On the dis-em-manumissioned
Drowned in rising imposition
Of fractious factitious perdition
And we are us to us
As they are us to them
And they are them to us
As we are them to them
And the fragmentationalists declare
This is just
Like war
We must reframe our language –
To gain a clear advantage
Rephrase the lingua franca
To justify our rancour
To speak in words of weapons
Our lexicon – aggression
Pre-emptively to threaten
Malignant Armageddon
The enemy to be opposed
Our enmity to be composed
All threats to be eliminated
All empathy exterminated
And the fragmentationalists declare
This is just,
Like war
And we are us to us
As they are us to them
And they are them to us
As we are them to them