Particle Physics ~ Philip Brent Harris



It’s time to put people over politics, country over capitulation and world over wealth.


When none speak truth,
we hear only lies.
Then, it doesn’t matter
what we call
the color of the skies,
or if the clouds
send rain or death.
Will anyone sew
our shrouds,
bear witness to
our last breath?

Yet, when all is still,
you and I know
I speak the truth
to all, in the gutter
or on the hill,
and that it won’t
matter where we go
in our age,
in our youth.
It’s far to late
to claim we’re sage.

Will we stand
together or stand against
the wall? When no plan
can save us, gain
or loss, refrain,
despite the cost.
Unclear on the concept.
Don’t ask.
It will not, cannot
matter which
it is, this time.

I listen, but no longer
hear the song
of birds, nor
smell the sweet scent
of flowers, know
where they went.
I believe I never will
and, to pass the hours,
I’d best not hide,
pretend that I can stand
against the tide.

Will we ever know
what happened, if not
the truth, since  it
no longer exists for us?
Will we sit, chew
the fat until
there’s nothing left
to tell and, still
the gristle tastes
a bit like something
we have known.

We cannot remember,
more importantly,
cannot say, when
murder and mendacity
come to stay.
And, no matter what
words I’ve spoken,
I will have lied.
After, we will never
know when  we
and truth have died.


Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment


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