WORLD WAR COVID
Poems, mine and theirs
Our Peace Aversion Training
Think back.
What happened just after you were a baby,
When the very idea of ideas revealed itself to you
When you tested absolute right and wrong
Like the shaky legs of a newborn colt?
What happened when you were very young
When all your conclusions were black or white
When each action was either good or bad
With no in-betweens, from your naif point of view?
No exceptions against the good
Every bad absolutely faulty
Anything like it should be forbidden
And the good, obvious and mandatory.
What happened when you started asking questions
When the reign of lies, waste and terror took a peek into your innocence
Innocents harmed and disorder sown everywhere
In monstrous, monumental obstruction of the good?
Innocents died; those responsible died rich.
Children starved and no-one cared
Evil swarmed unchecked across the world, fed like a pet
And no-one, as far as you could tell, fought back or cared.
Instead, they told you to grow up
That it was not that simple.
You were taught the leaden rule of the world
Against the golden rule.
There were good reasons for evil, they said.
You were too young to understand
Your beloved guardians, hypnotized as children like you
Recited the inevitability of lies, waste and terror.
They repeated this over and over
Not only them
But every adult consulted
A human wall of denial of the good.
Then you had to start “socializing”
Dealing with less and less sympathetic humans
Seemingly immune to the good
In favor of their ego-trip.
From high to low, they swarm everywhere
At least one out of 24 human beings
Devoid of conscience of good and evil
In addition to world leaders in history and on TV.
Your conditioning was re-affirmed by every conflict
By every media report and opinion
By guilt and sin preached by organized religion
By rote repetition, yours and theirs, of lies we were taught.
You heard them; your mind impacted against theirs
They were your beloved; they were everyone
Most trusted sources of truth, and those less trusted.
You complied with them and quieted your doubts.
At puberty, all this hypocrisy came to a boil
No way to obey evil in good conscience
No acceptable path of rebellion, no theatre or game into adulthood
Except those on the street and their confirmation of no good.
The simple outcome? Surrender, or pick you poison.
Obey and comply, or pick a death quick or slow.
Without needing
Any more lines.
Formerly, even before you spoke adult words
They taught you that shit stank and was bad.
You took that into your deepest gut sense
And complied blindly.
This training was invisible to the conscious mind
A self-identity stronger than anything
It hypnotized you into blind obedience
You will blindly train your children likewise.
Now shit is bad if you leave it lying around
Or daubed on newborns
Like the loving embrace of beloved corpses
Sleeping with them and scrubbing their bones.
Sooner or later, microbes caught on
The worst ones accumulated in shit and rotten flesh
They emptied all the primitive, free and peaceful cities
Until properly conditioned humans resettled.
You must rinse off shit, bury the dead, get rid of them
No exception to this taboo.
Those who treat it are underclass, by sex or by caste
No exception or mercy.
At the instruction of genius shamans and witches
Shit became taboo. Latrines and laundry instead.
The corpse you wanted to worship, exiled away.
Taught bomb-proof across generations, or die.
OK for shit. What about peace?
Well, pacifism kills primitive societies just as dead as shit.
Remain pacifistic, and warrior outsiders will stomp you
Kill your men, rape your women, enslave your children.
As for the survivors, warrior and peacenik alike
Hard experience teaches that peace is just as lethal as shit
So train your children the same taboo way
Until this, too, is ingrained in all humanity.
Doesn’t matter the identify politics of the child
Its geography, parental religion, race, no matter
Similar taboos, stamped on human conscience,
Command us to blaspheme against the Holy Ghost.
For newborns, questions of peace and love arise.
Your parents treated them like shit
You learned your constitutional precedent
Treat peace like shit.
Nothing was clearly spoken or openly done
No-one associated peace and extra-family love with shit
It all happened subliminally
No-one will admit to this training.
Everything is hypnotic and subliminal
Subject to eternities of refined childhood training
To bury our guilt, to make it invisible to us
That no-one may talk about.
In the meantime, peace is formally forbidden
The best of us cluster to forsaken clans of futile opposition
Denied the things our souls lust for
Forbidden peace and bonobo love for everyone.
No return to that which is forbidden to us
We see clearly that the killing way leads to world death
We know that good should return to us
But, somehow, we never welcome it.
Empty noise and hollow action abound around peace
We seek it feebly, right after years of serial massacre
Many organizations make believe they seek peace
So does the United Nations Security Council.
They are meaningless, real enemies of peace.
We always fail at peace, we make others fail at peace.
Peace is blocked by our childhood training against it
That which no-one admits or talks about.
We don’t know why and we don’t care
Forbidden to do what good conscience dictates:
“Be kind to one another.”
The sermon every prophet died to preach.
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