If Thought were Deed

Lying motionless and ashen

Immune to hurt and wasted tears

Understanding long awaited soars

Mind raw to absence through the years

An excess of questions loom

As realities of death unfold

Desolate hand soothes flaccid palm

As retrospect takes hold

"Why was I so blind to see?

What could I have done?

Once a father who could move mountains

Ignite the stars, transport the sun

Now broken into pieces

Treading water on oceans floor

I would give my own existence

If I only could do more!"

Life's cruel game is being played

Again

As it has since time began

It's devastation simply focused

On these lives, this single man

Creation bears a fatal flaw

And should time begin again

If hindsight was a force to wield

Within the minds of men

Then hunger would be memory

And sustenance would reign

Arid lands would flourish

No man or child would die in vain

Forests would be rectified

Dominance surpassed

Wars, disease, and malice

All figments of our past

If just a single consideration

Could transpire to fruitful deed

Power taken from the blind

Anaesthetized to need

Then this earth would be

As close, as ever, heavens door

Where mans considered ethics

Can ultimately do more

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