I wrote this poem four years ago and was focusing on the UK, but now it seems to be appropriate to the whole planet.
Evolution
stalled
As
an outsider, observing the human race is pain,
watching
how they don’t develop again and again,
hoping
for improvement in everything they do,
admiring
new trends that they accrue.
The
way they race forward ignoring history,
repeating
mistakes a confusing mystery,
plunging cultures into familiar conflict,
wasted time spent developing peace as a construct.
Creating collectives like NATO and G7,
to
discuss securities and fiscal heaven,
when
really the welfare of the millions of many,
is
of little concern to the rulers’ activity.
Global
warming, inflation, war in Ukraine,
issues
to test the sharpest brain,
yet we are saddled with the likes of Trump,
a self-centred, dim-witted, glory-seeking lump.
Evolution
of species is inextricably linked,
to
whether they continue or become extinct,
judging
by the quality of international leaders,
we
are about to revert to bottom feeders.
©David L Atkinson June 2026
God Bless
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