In Whose Image Are We Made?
I beseech you all.
Pray, tell me — in honesty.
Who are we Earthlings.
Behaving as if like gods.
Rather — misbehaving folks?
With no empathy.
Miscreants of Planet Earth.
Our hearts are hardened.
Poisoning all resources —
Provisions for living things.
With Life so cheapened.
Everything returns to dust.
With no displeasure.
Sitting on our ashen thrones.
Observing our own demise.
We are false prophets.
In whose image are we made?
Not The Almighty.
Fallen Angels then we are.
Enfolded by our darkness.
We see the sunrise.
Yet reaching for the sunset.
All gods without light.
Destroyers — not creators.
Spawned in Lucifer’s workshop.
Our children ask us:
“How did this madness begin?”
We stare with blindness.
For darkness is what we know.
Hiding — with our silences.
The Earth is weeping.
The permafrost is melting.
Acid rain comes down.
Strange chemical solution.
For miscreants of the Earth.
This is our madness.
Mother Earth must not be blamed.
In times of Eden.
We were charged as guardians.
Now blinded — and without light.
About this poem
The signs are everywhere. We can no longer escape them, the sullen archetypal images of our misbehaviors. And yet we turn from reason to embrace treason, projecting our indiscretions on those objects of nature that speak to us in allophonic languages that are alien to us; ignoring changes in the seasons, once discrete, now ever so foreboding, presenting themselves to us with eloquence as prophetic harbingers of global climate change, inviting us as citizens of the planet, to exercise collective goodwill and be once more, even as at one time in our ancient past we were, guardians of the cornucopia of earth’s bounty. The title of this Extended Tanka poem, “In Whose Image Are We Made,” invites us to take collective responsibility for protection of our divine inheritance, reminding us that we are all in it together. more »
Written on April 01, 2022
Submitted by karlcfolkes on April 01, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,054 |
Words | 219 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5, 5, 5, 5, 5, 5 |
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