POETRY
The Din of Opposing Voices
Daring to stand outside collective chaos
My heart is heavy today. The news from my country and my neighboring country to the south is being besieged by angry voices that have been permitted to dominate public discourse. The majority are silenced by media which is now owned by those who enabled the angry hordes. The same is happening in almost every democratic country in the world.
Fascism is on the rise, education, and science have become the enemy of those hordes. Who will hear and understand these words? It won’t be any of those who are caught in one of the circles of hell, those who are spreading their hate unchecked.
in the rush of the outer world’s chaos crowded streets filled with fake news each headline a rip tide leaving us to cling to threads of hope fearing their unraveling
amid the clamor, our inner sanctum beckons a private refuge in the storm where we reclaim personal sovereignty where we seek our own authority
in the din of opposing voices we risk becoming mere echoes dialogue fades drowned by harangues the chasm widens swallowing lost souls
within the sanctuary, a quiet strength resides a whisper of truth is a beacon in the dark daring to reclaim our voices to challenge the whims of angry others
no surrender to the collective roar a reclaiming of our individual power negotiate to bridge the yawning divide between hate and love
If you have made it this far, I hope that you highlight a line or two, give a clap or two, and leave a comment, even if only one or two words. It makes a ton of difference to my hope for earning to supplement my old-age pension.
I want to thank Denise Larkin, BA (Hons) for publishing this poem at The Lark. Here are a few poets and poems from the publication that I beg you to read.