“The Spectre Of The Missing Child” (A Poem)

by Martin Anton Smith.

The Death of A Child Needs No Description Of Tragedy,

For We Inherently Feel Of This Misfortune.

We’ve All Heard Of ‘Death’, & Some Of Us Have Heard Of “The 2nd Death”,

But No One Talks Of the ‘Zeroth Death’ – That Death That All Children ‘Must Do’.

This Is The ‘Maturation Death’,

As the Caterpillar ‘Dies’ To Become A New Being, So Do Humans.

That Of The Child Dying & Becoming An ‘Adult’.

For The Child Body & Spirit Mind Does Indeed Die,

But The Child Spirit Needn’t Die At All, Or Be On Life Support.

At Best The Child Spirit Morphs to a Quasi-Homogenous Child-Adult Amalgam.

But Our Puritanical Cultural Laws Discourage This.

But Spirituality & the Hidden Will Always Trump Surface Appearances,

Plato Was Indeed Right.

The Death Of The Child Body Is Not That Important.

But The Complete Death Of The Child Spirit Is A Unmatched Cataclysm.

Is Not This Spiritual Death Of the Childs Spirit, Not Worthy of A Shakespearian Tragedy?

The Result Being A So-Morphed Adult That Is a Bore, A Fool, A Materialist or a Scoundrel?

The Tragedy Also Amplifies If The Antecedent Child Ancestor, Was A Beam Of Joy & A Wonder To Behold.

Yet We ‘Hamster Wheel Westerners’ Especially Do Not Much Acknowledge This Truth,

This The Truth That All Parents Know So Well That It Brings Them To Tears.

We To Much Live The Calvinist Culture That a ‘Well-Done’ Adult Must Give Up the Child-Spirited Ghost.

But This Barren Short-Sighted Vacuousness Creates a Built-In ‘Banality Of Evil’.

It Is the Veil That Covers Our Terrestrial Sphere, With Precious Few Gaps.

This Evil Pervades Our Social Universe As The Cockroach Invades Warmer Climes.

It Becomes Normalised & Is Manifested As ‘The Daily World Wars’ –

Unpublished, Unacknowledged But More Real Than Real.

Now At Least, You Can ‘Read-All-About-it’.

These Social Cold-Wars Exist ‘Incendiarily’, Internationally, Anti-Vibrously & In Well Nourished Fashion.

Our Earth Is The Natural-Habitat Of The ‘Missing-Child-Spectre’ Inside.

Behind The Closed Doors, Curtains & Computer Terminals & Sometimes Even In Non-Western Mud Huts.

The Wars & Faces That Quietly & Clandestinely – Wound the World, Nay Rule The World.

We Must Fight a Revolutionary War – For The Return Of the Unknown & Still Missing Child Spectre.

For This Spectre Is Also the Soldier Of Our Spirits.

Once the War Is Won, We Must Avoid All Such Future Wars.

We Should Always Construct Our People As The Chef Prepares His Own Steak –

At Best Rare Or Medium-Rare.

Well-Done, Must Not Be Done, For Its Tenderness is Forever Lost.

Victory On Earth Will Be Ours When the Adult Looks Suitably Charred On The Outside,

But With a Child Remaining Present In The Middle.

For the Child’s Spirit & Mankind Were Made To Be Complementary & Not Substitutes.