we sleep in the shadows of our memories
bathe in the river of forgetfulness that
keeps us free from self-incriminations...
we dig our own shallow graves for all
the impure thoughts we have only to
find ourselves unable to climb out...
we live inside the world of no opposition
and have yet to identify our enemies,
except for those who stand across the
street, listening to our conversations...
we are free to leave or free to stay but
either way we live a doomed existence
not much different from the deer we
for sport with high powered rifles just
to prove our superiority - the animals of
the woods stay clear of us when on a
family vacation, since it is then that we
are at our worst - the gods look down on
us with disdain and contempt for the
legacy that we hae ruined for others...
we turn our backs on the god and their
teachings since we perceive that we now
know more than they ever will, yet we
hide from their memories like rats who are
smart enough to leave their sinking ship.
March 28, 2024
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