Sometimes I wonder, how the future would be
Sometimes I ponder on the lines of a fantasy
With not just flying cars, but people flying around
A visual spectacle, something like tomorrowland
And then I begin to think, how will be the societies?
Will there be peace around, or still the animosities?
Will the borders be erased, will it be a free world?
Or avenging continues for matters age old?
Will there be equality among genders, classes and races?
Will there be respect among people of all ages?
Will it be a world of understanding and sympathy?
Will matters be dealt with wisdom and sensitivity?
And then I realise, the human is just an animal
Filled with jealousy and angst, but often in rebuttal
Technology may rise, but wonder would humanity
Perhaps a dream it would remain, this future fantasy
you sound a little worried today. a little sad. those questions you ask, they need to be asked. while we have rejoiced in the complexity and achievement of the human being, ultimately that jealousy and angst, does it all come down to that? the base of our nature? what stays when everything else goes? i have been getting worried too. just looking around. thanks for your poem. that fantasy, maybe only that can save us.
It’s chaos all around. Worrying is but natural. But yes, questions need to be asked. Not to get answers, but for one to ponder, which aspect of a human should thrive and which to be subdued. Human, the complex composition that he/she is must be aware of the good and bad in him/her and act accordingly. The lack of awareness is the cause of chaos.
Thanks for reading Indi. I am hopeful for a good future. Sometimes the paths leading to it could be tough.
yes, it will be a good future. and maybe sometimes chaos is necessary for the next good thing to take birth.