I am an avid observer
of the human psyche.
I am in midlife,
have seen enough.
I found patterns:
people will betray,
but will not say sorry.
They will not accept guilt,
carry the baggage
on their shoulders,
as if to feel better.
Will cover it up,
sweep dust of shame
under the carpet,
engage in blame games,
and then kiss death.
That's human life.
No need to call
ourselves demi-gods.
We are supreme apes
but when misled,
we are devolved monkeys.
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Seema Patel
Hi, I am Seema. I have been writing on the internet for 15 years. I have contributed to PubMed, Blogger, Medium, LinkedIn, Substack, and Amazon KDP.
I write about nature, health, parenting, creativity, gardening, and psychology.
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Comments (3)
Such a captivating poem and well written, good luck.
Supreme apes and devolved donkeys, that's truly who humans are. Loved your poem!
There is a fact that must be understood and admitted: all goodness is linked to interests. I have never believed that there are the purest and the most evil people in this world. Some bad people are not completely evil, and some good people are not completely good either. Human nature has two sides and there are so many possibilities. You can't be sure that someone is completely good, nor can you believe that they will always be good. Reflecting on the cost behind it, sometimes I also sigh that the Internet treats me as it did at the beginning, which is really ridiculous.