What's the point?
To life
I mean.
Here, we find
ourselves
following
The crowd.
Doing
as those who came
before.
Why?
Did they know
something,
anything,
about anything?
Mindless
lemmings
are we?
Are we building
something?
We're born,
we live,
we move on.
What do we do?
Who do we follow?
Anyone?
Are they right?
About what?
Seems like the milieu
is out of focus.
Time to evolve.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 15th, 2017 09:10
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 20
Comments3
Mind boggling work of art. It holds true, and I think about it every day. Good stuff.
Hi Nicholas,
Thank you for your kind words and for reading my work.
Best Regards
JG
Your poem reflects the rising of consciousness in the world that it is, indeed, "Time to evolve." A very encouraging trend to bring to our awareness in your fine poem, JG! Thanks.
Thank you Louis...
Big YES to your poem-- Peeling away the layers to find yourself again... TY for this Right On write!
Thank you kindly Knight Owl.
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