22 April 2007

Auguries of Innocence

Some recent news items in Signs of the Times and on the web have moved me to pain and tears. An Arab woman speaks of her sorrow; Israel imprisons mothers and wives of political prisoners to pressure confessions; Guatemala's women being murdered in the thousands; children in Sudan enduring "unspeakable" abuse; Baghdad being turned into a prison; and a small disturbing example of everyday inhumanity: women laughed as they forced their toddlers to take part in a 'dog fight'. It is the Terror of the Situation: a world tormented by psychopaths.

Meanwhile, many in 'developed' countries of the Western world enjoy the comfort of their daily lives undisturbed.

The stark contrast and contradiction of human life reminds me of the last lines of William Blake's poem 'Auguries of Innocence':
Every Night & every Morn

Some to Misery are Born.

Every Morn & every Night

Some are Born to sweet Delight.

Some are Born to sweet Delight,

Some are born to Endless Night.

We are led to Believe a Lie

When we see not Thro' the Eye

Which was Born in a Night to Perish in a Night

When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light.

God Appears & God is Light

To those poor Souls who dwell in the Night,

But does a Human Form Display

To those who Dwell in Realms of day.

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