Symbolic Miscalculations of NatureA Poem by Davidgeo"from the powers of a bright darkness"
every few hundred years or so. . .
the concrete below the surface becomes ignored. every once in a while darkness becomes an age, then ensues a kind of madness en masse. from an entire generation's miscalculation of the symbolic, she appears as a trend, of a failing, (collective) of decorated abstract application's of the human mind. . . en masse, from time to time, this happens and things regress (and we all pay for this failure) confusing mob justice with enlightenment, pretending the "absolutely right" (in character) instilling general fear by way of ubiquitous one sided propaganda adherent to only their ideals, exclusively. "any way that one can..." shall be their motto
like a collection of mini Max Robespierre's (blood thirsty) zealous idiots and bigots disguised as social movement's leading inevitably, ironically, to even more conflict and violence heads shall roll, though, things will not change as they stay exactly the same down below (we still hate each other, again) if alive today, MLK would be so disappointed if alive today. . . so very, very f*****g disappointed he would be (we still hate each other, again) © 2017 DavidgeoAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
Reviews
|
Stats
125 Views
1 Review Added on December 1, 2017 Last Updated on December 1, 2017 Author
|