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horrible creatures

how can I not say
that we are horrible creatures
after all the damage we’ve done
and continue to do

how can I love myself
and my wife
and my friends
and not know
we are part of that

that magnified
we have somehow
as an aggregate
as a state
as an economic system

imprisoned
punished
mutilated
killed
and wasted
countless human lives

how can I not say
. . . .

from middle year poems — Bill Eberle

November 2017     © 2017, Bill Eberle