Evolution-Revolution
sun,
the cycle is complete.
the eager, creative young man is gone.
say hello to the conformist
whose victory is the other one's defeat.
sun,
his mind is gone.
cubed by the hemming concrete walls,
boxed by air-conditioned cubby-holes
he does not know why he runs.
sun,
does this happen to everyone?
(mar 79)
Copyright © Pastor Isaac | Year Posted 2011
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