A strange word, Animus.

Branches twist
From the centre,
Deviations signify
Hardened fantasies
Locked perpetually
Within shallow graves,
What blood flows
Beneath our skin
To allow such
Hatred of our kin,
Are we not the same
Within the conceived
Hopes of our species?
We hate brothers
And sisters alike
For nothing other
Than religion, greed,
Desire, pride,
Jealously, honour,
Patriotism, Jekyll and Hyde
Words with one hundred others
Containing subtle sin
Encased within their meaning,
Our world dies
With our blood each day
And we continue
To ignore the fray
Thoughts that hold us
To faint, unraveled
Dreams, we bleed,
Preludes collapse,
Bad blood pumps,
We destroy all life,
The devil at our door,
Animus is our nature,
But what an odd choice
Of wording to depict
Hostility and ill feeling,
When human
Is the only animal
To show it’s hatred
For all that there is!

20140718-134720-49640049.jpg© Phen Weston 2014

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4 thoughts on “A strange word, Animus.

  1. F.G.M.

    Beautiful poem about human intolerance and savagery!
    “We hate brothers
    And sisters alike
    For nothing other
    Than religion, greed,
    Desire, pride,
    Jealously, honour,
    Patriotism…”
    I like your very “dense” and concise way of writing. Each line is short, and so meaningful at the same! Congratulations 🙂 Have a nice week-end!

  2. feministepoetique

    This is just the sort of poem I have been wanting to read from someone. Great job and great themes! 🙂

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