Dark Poetry #3 |
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The Aardvark Table |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
I now see Darwin - infantile genius Correct in assumptions half realized Indeed the human race is a product of continual evolution. I now see God - eternal omniscience First day creation becoming more scrutinized Of course father Adam and mother Eve conceived - a continual evolution. But what of us now? Afterthoughts... Transients on a road that leads to something unavailable during breath - evolution frustrated by mans own devious mind. She can't afford the restraints of pocketbook or thought She seeks comfortable, available resolve but unaware the doc salvages her gift of life for his own greed & gluttony. His mouth spits flames of retribution and jealousy He can't handle the reality of embarrassment-covered pain his for-the-moment girl bestows him. Now that the friend cannot hear (and more importantly decapitate loyalty) Hypocrisy shall evolve this eve' as the circle sits ridiculing, spiting, demeaning... Demeaning for what purpose? Evolution? No more, you see; they seek knowledge of a perverted kind: support for the envy: Altruism for slaying a free spirit unaware of evolving attack. Mother searches son's room in quest - wanting to find nothing, but a nothing to use in offense. Trust is nonexistent when one thinks for himself behind a door Single reason sought to make sons borne wings fly Father-figured; no one would find him out Secret rendezvous hidden under overtime Rib returned for nuclear warfare. Think of the value, eh? Family values, family obnoxion. Everyday evolution at standstill, No reason to pursue further...know...reason. We are all aardvarks, sitting around the proverbial table of our own making, our own deceit, our own life. Does no one know? Ah, but au contraire, everyone...nose. The feast laid before us captivates us into a motionless trance. Main courses of morbidness, despair, false senses of security, distrust & a big ol' rack of back(stabbing)bones. Evolution, yes? The ants beyond this setting celebrate in the glorious comedy of the aardvark table. ..."So what's for dessert" |
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carolinadreams Member
since 2000-07-20
Posts 142 |
I choose to wait, watch and wonder. If that takes too long I'll just listen. |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
The waiting paid off...now you can watch The spectacles will fill you full of wonder My friend. Always a pleasure, carolina. |
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News_From_Nowhere Member
since 2002-06-14
Posts 173CU, NY |
Sorry, Purity, but I've been reading through your works, and this was one of the most remarkable pieces I've ever had the privilege to read. Your way of developing this concept was amazing to me. I simply love this. Share more! "So give life to your dreams, for there lies your survival, and cast your heart beyond those faded scenes, and I'll bring you through the storm |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
OK, Purity Friend Your just getting a little too good at this. I'm an admirer of any one that can communicate my own thoughts...better than I can. ~wranx (insert envy here) I have great faith in Humanity...It's just most of the Humans, I'm not too keen on. E.F.Rose |
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EveGnosis Member
since 2002-02-21
Posts 300New York, USA |
i've never liked the taste, no matter how large that rack of back (stabbing) bones was. unbelieveable poem, purity, truly unbelieveable. here here! |
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bsquirrel![]()
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
There is some intelligent, bitter rage goin' on in this poem. ![]() She said burn ... together. |
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News_From_Nowhere Member
since 2002-06-14
Posts 173CU, NY |
What, pass this by But why? Purity, sorry...people do not jump at the thought of Aardvarks...but if they read... Wranx is right! And I love originality rather than back-n-forth from friends glorifying! This is great. I have posted this one on my wall! "So give life to your dreams, for there lies your survival, and cast your heart beyond those faded scenes, and I'll bring you through the storm |
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