The case for the prosecution
A fantasy....or is it?
It was an ethereal gathering...
the judiciaries floated to their duties.
The evidence had been submitted
along with the angels’ pleas for mercy.
All proceedings were being entered
into the eternal Book of Life.
The fate of Humankind lay in the balance
like an ailing patient
beneath the surgeons’ knife.
Witnesses composed of every sentient spirit
that had perished by their hand,
every one of God’s creations,
of the air, the sea, and the land.
There, beneath the cosmic canopy
of a hundred thousand galaxies,
the stars as grains of sand.
A word...
borne upon the solar wind...
‘Proceed’
The summons was more
a thought than a word,
but through emotions and empathies
all gathered could understand,
thus...the case for the prosecution was heard.....
Life on Earth can take care of itself.
It is only the human animal
that endangers its health!
How dare they decide
what will live and what will die.
Only the Human is perverse enough
to hunt something to extinction,
for no other reason
than the dubious distinction
of hanging its head on a wall
or to lay its pelt on a floor
that is already well carpeted.
Humans are out of step with creation
and the world in which they exist.
The planet lives and breathes
and they do not see it,
its heart beats with the passion
of a lovers’ tryst...
and they will not feel it
The gift of existence operates
on a much vaster scale
than Man can envisage
to all intents and purposes,
Man is still a savage
and, try as He may,
He cannot embrace
its slow and powerful rhythms
and has no desire to humble himself
in any attempt to try.
Humans!
Humans have hurt us
and made us cry!
Wherever they come from,
whatever their genesis,
they have been residents on Earth
for the blink of an eye,
yet in their arrogance,
they have promoted themselves
to being lords of all they survey
and in so doing, have shown themselves
to be reprehensible,
degenerate and dishonourable creatures,
capable of levelling one of their cities
in less than half a day
If they were to vanish tomorrow,
victims of their own profound stupidity
and shallow morality,
the Earth and its remaining residents would not miss them.
Rather, I fancy, the whole of creation
would breathe a collective sigh of relief,
a conviction that I, personally, even as Prosecutor –
find achingly sad, when one considers Human potential.
I am aware that not all Humans
are cut from the same flimsy cloth,
nor must we blame the tailor.
There are those among them
that choose to look at the world
through the eyes of a child
and see beauty in a landscape
that others would defile.
A minority can perceive
eternity in the crashing of waves against a shoreline
and discern the hand of God in the flawless design
of an insects’ wing.
Others may shed tears of joy over a sunset
and still more as the sun rises
and the first lark of the day ascends,
its heart bursting with praise, as it sings
in welcome of the new day.
Perhaps those Humans are
an exception to the rule?
Perhaps they are merely lunatics?
It all rather depends on ones point of view.
Nevertheless…
In the face of all the evidence,
I humbly submit to the court that these beings
are guilty of gross misconduct
and perpetrators of the vilest crimes
in our cosmic constitution.
The true extent of their mismanagement
and cruelty cannot, of course, be measured
at these proceedings, for it would take too long.
May it suffice to remind ourselves that,
foremost among their manifold transgressions
are the crimes of apathy concerning the plight
of their fellow creatures,
neglect of their home world
and last but by no means least,
barbarity of the most vicious nature
against their own kind.
The court is in receipt of my recommendations.
I rest my case.
(The jury will now retire to consider its verdict)
By Kevin Wells
© 2009 Kevin Wells
(All rights reserved)
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