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Myths of Madness

Myths of Madness

 

Came out of my mind

rising aloft upon a rooftop 

flying horses of fables 

lying stories below in stables

 needing revising 

(no tortoise or hare racing anywhere)

in these editions of mystifying myths

long-time dying

in the midst of 

ages of wisdom, 

defying logic and science by

scrying crystals and 

prizing alchemy while denying

the Earth and Sun rotation 

belying their ancient myths.

                                                                           

Ran out of my mind

chasing a steeple, a cross, the way,

craven images, 

like uncovered idols sculpted 

misbehaving in positions of power 

enslaving others,

yet their own conduct being

debasing and grotesque,

but now they are paving

their way to prisons  

while erasing olden fears of dishonor,

waiving the blame, 

and putting it waving

on the front pages 

destroying the daily myths.

 

Cut out of my mind 

disturbed in a house of too many gables

in a suit from too many taylors

in a desert without any wells

at a party without a garland

by a tender peck with no ginger

for an academy dean driven out west

on a grant of land in need of a gardner

in a temple in need of a chaplin

where stars have lost it all

Munroe/Davis/Loren/Bacall.

Now, #Metoo has curbed

the way  they make all

their modern moving myths.

 

Comments3

  • Gary Edward Geraci

    Modern man (and ancient man alike) needs and tells myths as if it is is written upon the deepest recess of the heart. Why? G.K. Chesterton answers brilliantly in his book “The Everlasting Man.” A thought provoking write.

  • Suresh

    It's everything you said and more. Myths were created to put certain entities on an untouchable, unreachable pedastal. To control the masses by a few, and most by the victorious

  • Neville

    You can beat an egg and you can beat a carpet... but ya can't beat a good myth can ya...... I think the way you have approached the issue here is worthy of loud applause... so many questions and possibilities are threaded throughout... almost mythological in its own write..... Neville



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