The World From the Eyes of a Caveman
The mountain breeze,
Frozen fractals, heavy clouds,
The hardened rocks, plains, valleys,
rivers, oceans, seas,
highlands, lowlands, grasslands, river basins, vegetations, rainforest,
birds, trees, animals, insects...
All these I know
But,
The big strange bird with stiff wings flying in one direction in the sky,
The mechanical four moving wheels with people squeezed inside I don't
See people; flesh and blood with funny clothing, shamelessly half-naked
See their suspended floors, it's imaginably soft
See the box which changes the weather and makes it cold
See those three things on the wooden sky continuously chasing one another; I get drowsy trying to understand them
See! They seem to love boxes; another box with people trapped inside and no single body bodies to rescue them
I'll reach now and save them.
What a shame! They are held in another world; they can't be saved
See their furry clothes feels funny when I wear them
Their women are dressed as masquerades
See two people licking lips
See! That round thing spits fire
See, their young ones are locked inside a barricaded hole, playing peacefully with strange animal-lookalikes
The blood in that contained tastes sweet and fine
Now look! That thing does whatever I do; it's shiny and bright
What an abomination now?
They drink water from a suspended river
See that long hole destroys nature's vegetable without care; behold how red and watery it's become now
Look how they eat vegetables like my goats and piece the fowl with their evil spears
What utter madness do they live in?
They spend time packaging something only to destroy its beauty and eat it
Yet they gaze upon me like I'm the mad person here!
Copyright © Whyte Queen | Year Posted 2017
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