Savanna Mind

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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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March 30, 2016 at 10:07 PM
Well, Tom. what a world to be trapped in. For a second there I felt I was reading something right off the wall. This is a spectacular poem you've created and attached to the picture above. Another 7 ... LINDA
Quigley Avatar
March 30, 2016 at 10:39 PM
Thanks Linda! Guess I'm not much of a city person...
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March 30, 2016 at 1:24 PM
http://urduhits.com/category/poetry/
Quigley Avatar
March 30, 2016 at 10:40 PM
Love to read some. Any in English?
Vaso Avatar
March 29, 2016 at 11:02 PM
I really enjoyed this poem, and you choose a great painting to go with it. :)
Quigley Avatar
March 30, 2016 at 8:22 AM
Thanks, Arthur!
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