We’re at our best at our worst.
Maybe it will take scorched earth
before we’ll realize we’ve gone too far.
Methodical hollowing of all aspects of
life-giving nature, replacing with seeping
uncleanable toxins into every crevice
hasn’t quite gotten us to the worst.
Textured, contextual, mutual hatred
followed by sulphurous belching
bouts of snipers picking off young fruit
and withered windfalls through centuries
hasn’t been quite violent enough.
Squeezing untold buckets of blood from
vulnerable, exploited turnip communities
hasn’t been quite avaricious enough.
Pawing and entering trusting, guileless
flesh, torturing, then extinguishing souls
with guilt hasn’t quite gotten us there.
We’re at our best at our worst.
Why do we excel at and dwell in evil?
Why are we so determined to suicide?
Do genes for these tendencies exist?
A serious beam to heaven to let our
will to be our best compel us to be that
which will find and extinguish the toxin-
dealing, sniper-pushing, pauperizing,
lascivious-predating, guilt-pedaling,
suicidal monster threads within us.
And if that makes us slow-growing fungal
mats it beats what we are now all to hell.


Unfortunately, every word of your poignant poem is spot on
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Thank you, Sadje, I wish it wasn’t so <3
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Same here 🤗
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Wonderful
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Thank you, Paul.
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Very welcome Lisa
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Why do we excel at and dwell in evil?–I ask myself that all the time. Why would anyone even think to do such things, let alone actually do them? I just don’t understand. (K)
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I like what you built it around…We’re at our best at our worst… and yes it is true!
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Max, thank you. It’s a heartfelt prayer.
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Beautifully impassioned. Jade. Stirring 🖤💯.
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Jude, thank you and glad it resonated with you <3
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