Money

the invisible chains that hold and bind us . that impossible Webb which those who control its tensions scuttle , hunt and prey on the trapped ! . The retardant which holds all of people-kind back from becoming so much more. this fabled glass ceiling if we are to evolve ‘must be smashed and as a race of beings therefore climb up together into the light of freedom and meaningfully reacquaint ourselves with our limitless potential. And so mote it be

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 4/4/2020 4:59:00 PM

It reminds me of how elephants are trained using a stick when they are small. When they grow up the person is still able to control them with that small stick. I believe humans are very much the same.

Simon King
Date: 4/4/2020 8:38:00 PM

Yes Very much so

Ronald D Thompson

Date: 4/3/2020 2:45:00 PM

So true Simon especially the line about the invisible chains. You have quite a unique style which I find fascinating. Keep 'em coming!! Best wishes...Ron

Simon King
Date: 4/4/2020 12:08:00 AM

Thank you Ron , Kind regards

Lorraine Rizzuto

Date: 4/3/2020 11:37:00 AM

Enjoyed your poems especially the one about the hen and the fox

Simon King
Date: 4/3/2020 1:00:00 PM

Thank you Lorraine