Edward Graham Macfarlane   HOMO SAPIENS   The title of this poem. Describes a cult I'd like to see, Controlling the whole Cosmos, Now wrapped in multi-cult stupidity. For some idolatries have faded, And old theologies have been, Exposed like all the monarchies, Still struggling to be seen. These old and failed inventions, Of unwise people could not last We must realise that such regimes, Belong to our cattle-rearing past. The time has come to drop them, And to frankly recognise, That we and our descendents, Will be Masters of the skies, Masters of the Universe, Deciders of the issue, Whether the Cosmos lives or dies. Homo sapientia people, Can now become the planning power, Outwitting part-world leaders, With their war-making dower. One single Global nation, Is the way we can succeed, One Law , One Folk, One Tongue, Are the elements of the agenda, By which wise order will be won. The invention of new policies, For global society, Can only come from wiser minds, In World Solidarity. Margaret Thatcher did not see this, And neither do the men, Like Tony Blair and Clinton, In their 'many nations' stratagem These men are organising chaos, With their multi-army schemes, Which still excite the warlords, With their war-making dreams. The antidotes are global poets, Global singers, Global brains. But most of all the sapient citizens, Who can understand and then apply, The advice this poem contains.        

Edward Graham Macfarlane  108 Forthill Road  Broughty Ferry  Dundee  Scotland  DD5 3DR  tel & fax: +44 (0)1382 730971  Email: globdem@sol.co.uk

 

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