What is the point in snapping the arrow, when sense warrants detaining the archer?
In tending the target, we will always miss the culprit’s unheeded departure.
Where do we go to hoe the row laid down by public & popular sentiment?
In avoiding conflict, we silence our truth, making voicelessness more imminent.
Why do we bother with hate & regret, oppression & colonialism?
In warring with others, we blind ourselves to the absence of any true schism.
When will we drop our arms & our boundaries…arbitrarily drawn on the map?
In proving your prowess & militancy, you fall in your own, destructive, trap.
Who will fall first in the coming avalanche & what kind of cascade will it be?
In civilization’s crescendo, will we be destroyed; or will peace set us free?
L.B.Stowe 