We live on earth and act in plays we write

We live on earth and act in plays we write
The  shadowed  drama unfolds  scene by scene
In Eden,  sin brought knowledge to our sight.

Then Freud desired to  bring the dark  more light
It’s  hard to suffer, harder still to learn
We act on earth in plays we partly write

We each have lived in ways without much light
But fire brought power and light  then  darkness gleamed
In Eden,  sin brought knowledge to our sight.

Christ was born, and yet we lived in flight
From guilt about the apple bit unseen
We act on earth in plays we   try  to write

Our play  with good and evil  has  its might
For meaning’s worthy of  our human schemes
In Eden,  wrong brought knowing to our sight.

We look and see the Christian story failed.
For the Holocaust  itself was not derailed
We live on earth and act in plays  men write
The Christian play we had gave  slight insight
As refugees fall to their knees, who fights?

 

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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