World Map

Danger lurks in the eyes of the crazed general

who grins as his finger hovers

over the nuclear button.


Danger lurks in the promises made over wine

in sumptuous hotel hideaways

above bunkers built for the rich.


Danger lurks in the hearts of grey-suited men

damning destroyers of forests

while denying them alternatives.


Danger lurks in declarations of world peace

as children die in far-off lands

nameless in their degradation.


Danger lurks in the city streets where we live

as boxed-in children with tired hearts

slump aimless before flashing screens.


Danger lurks in the old eyes of our offspring

who despairing surf the net

in search of a fantasy world.

the boy goes into oblivion

Author: Sarah Potter Writes

Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.

4 thoughts on “Danger”

  1. Those last three lines raised tears in me. Profound. Precise and sadly, so correct. So glad you are voicing these things many fear lending voice to or simply do not know how. We can only change things if we can name them and talk about them and you just did both extremely powerfully. Well done.


    1. Thanks, Aurora. I’m sort of glad to have raised tears in you. My words have sometimes got me into trouble, but I feel so strongly about quite a number of issues that I’ll override my natural reticence to put voice to them.


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