ARCHAEOLOGY

 Nowadays I get the news from archaeologists

Who, with scholars of archaeology

I see like talking postage stamps,

On my computer screen.

They talk of really digging the dirt

Of sieving through bones and theories

Of finding flint flakes and clues,

As to who walked how, when and where

And how we ended up here

In this time when news seems only of

Death from above

In Russia, Gaza, Lebanon and Ukraine,

Of wars dragging on and on in Sudan

Holy lands made unholy by slaughter;

Whilst climate change never goes away.

The now news makes me feel like ant

Crawling along the ground

With an impending descending boot above me

Whilst I take some slight fleeting solace

From learning of archaeology.