Iron Age full on when proud men
(and Women too) are hardest
On each other
Naked, narcissistic aggression killing
Thousands a day on two
Continents or three, incontinent
Crowing, growing pride of
Tyrants rants
Heedless
Glaciers, pack ice
Melt indeed, but
Adamantine hearts in echo chambers do not
Is this
The guilded cage
Of the Iron Age?
The high point, the
Acme, the C.O.D. order that the coyote
Placed to catch the roadrunner
World marches ineluctably forward like
Lemmings, failing to stem
The rising tide of our own destruction
Following appetent crowd off
The highest
Cliff
Windmills, cleaner
Energy foregone, freedom
Vanished
Water runs
Out. Oil runs
Out
When the wedding party
Comes, will we be the wise virgins or
The foolish?
If you cannot say, then Time
Will tell and what
is Time
But Movement,
Motion, and
Images?
I saw the Caspian Sea in
A dream last
Night
What of truth? Forsooth and
Kindness? Wisdom? Foresight?
Mercy?
"Shoot if you must this old, gray head"
'Twould be ill advised to say that
Or to catch a falling flag, because
We need to ask whether the tyrant has a
"Nobler nature within him stirring to Life;"
Heart harder than a Confederate slaver, he might just shoot!
I've not noticed mercy
So far
Have you?
Let us not be fooled lest
We be fools
This is not about forks in the road
Left or right, "when you
Come to the fork in the road,
Take it!"
But best, I think to
Bring one's own humanity along
For the ride
Invasions, Abrasions, Conflagrations,
Designations, Prevarications not
Well founded
But some are found, Bleeding
In a ditch beside the Road, the
Road we have taken because they have
The insiders, deciders, presiders,
Those with power, while we
Cower, we
"Let tyrants shake their iron rod" and how
Is it right to hate women? How?
By what right or title?
And how will they get by without the rest of
The world with fading lamps,
Rising seas, and Empty Cups? How will WE?
Is there actually a plan, or only temporary
Temporizing to enrich enrichment of the few to
The detriment of the many?
"Go ahead
And hate a
Neighbour?"
"Go ahead
And cheat a
Friend?"
Is that what is meant?
And the elite criminal caste so big it is a
Criminal class
Traffickers, abusers,
How many have they abused,
How many young persons violated?
Social net of abuse, a network
Crafted to cover
The Globe and to flatter
The influential. A prince,
Ruler, abuser's sycophants
In exchange for what?
A massage of the ego, or
Of something else?
Why should We the People
Abide this? or are we no
Longer We the People?
But just
Frightened masses? I remember
'Duck and cover,' drill
At school, when I, being overlarge, could not
Fit under my desk. "Paul, you are not
Covered!" I am sorry Miss P, I do not
Fit
I asked my father. He said
"I wouldn't worry too much,
Son"
About the Creator
Paul A. Merkley
Mental traveller. Idealist. Try to be low-key but sometimes hothead. Curious George. "Ardent desire is the squire of the heart." Love Tolkien, Cinephile. Awards ASCAP, Royal Society. Music as Brain Fitness: www.musicandmemoryjunction.com

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