missed, the sleepers

missed, the sleepers

A Poem by Christopher Withers
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First published in 2010

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spawned.
coherency gleaned from light and glitter,
shaped by mothers hand.
school imbued with a'pproved knowledge: 
force-fed from 
our fathers land.
a truth: awareness, gazing out
the universe
turned on its unself, 
yet
now reduced to mundane span,
as bound mind, as bound hand,
surveys the dirt,
yet 
missed the land.

© 2014 Christopher Withers


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