Savage

John Prophet

Born

into the

jungle 

are we.

Not, the

jungle of

old, but

a jungle 

nonetheless.

Animal instincts 

still prevails,

motivations

still primitive.

Driven as

before, none

diminished. 

Civilization,

a new invention,

a new reality.

Yet the 

jungle still

exists, still

prevails.

Conflict,

spinning conflict

within.

Wild vs

“civilized”.

Animal, 

internal conflict. 

Transition 

between

 states

of existence. 

Ways of being.

Struggles, 

the

animal struggles.

Sticky

past, 

holding on.

Instincts run

deep, encoded,

programed on

our very

being. Our 

soul.

Perilous journey 

one from 

the other.

Fingers crossed.

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 26th, 2018 08:08
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Neville

    I hope you dont mind me being the first to visit these words and leave a mark... enjoyed from one end to t'other... Neville

    • John Prophet

      Hi Neville,

      You’re very kind to read my work.

      JG

      • Neville

        my pleasure entirely..



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