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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Steel mountains tower over ancient minds The mismatched soul anachronism Instincts progressively lagging behind Primitive brain sees a deep red cataclysm Ghostly mastodons stalk the fluorescent plain A daunting checklist of tasks today Frigid rivers to be crossed in your brain Endless list of invisible foes you must slay A war without coffins, blood, or casualties Teeth gritted, girded in polyester for battle It’s knives in the back and social realities No true combat; it’s never settled. Unrelenting angst through every fiber Forever hanging over the precipice of defeat It follows you: a rapacious saber-toothed tiger Implacable stare, neither attacks nor retreats Gone is the clan, the intuitive belonging Disconnected tribe inside your building Every woman and man the empty longing The neighbors you don’t know won’t come ringing The dingy cement, windblown trash scene Dreary and numbing external reality You heart calls out for a deeper green Light humming, phone ringing, no tranquility No reason to fight for any tribe you see Except, of course, your family on TV Nothing to die for, unless the royal “we” Beat the drum of prosperity or ideology A Sabercat here, a Ghostly Mastodon there, Back is bowed, veins on your nose Run wrinkled hands through graying hair A million drops in the bucket, it overflows Just remember when you find You don't understand the rage That you are a savanna mind Trapped in a modern cage 3/29/16
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