THE SHAPE

the world is a neutral place though many may think
that its nature is cruel, evil, destined to sink
that man like a sickness crawls over its meadows
but is man truly bad or is he nurtured by shadows

a look to the past may convice any man
that history doesn't and won't understand
what its errors and what its mistakes may have been
and one may imagine that the end he has seen

for all that is kind and for all that is loving
that the strive to be happy may still leave behind nothing
that if fear can't be conquered and desire not tamed
through the love that we carry violence is maintained

the species can be both evil and kind
not that morals like that are so quickly defined
I fear that one day, for all that is wise
the last man kills his brother and, of loneliness, dies