Monday Poem: Symmetry

 

Symmetry

The placement of these things
is quite significant and precise:
a measure from here to there.

A feeling of exact symmetry,
as though this becomes
a balance, a fulcrum of forces

invisible but still quite tangible
going about their own purposes
for which we are merely instruments

and not actors in our own right.
We have rites but no rights,
we have hope of influence.

But our puny limitations
and tentative responses
are no match for the forces

that can unleash so many
unendurable horrors down
upon our unprotected heads.

Published by David Hadley

A Bloke. Occasionally points at ducks.

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