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March 2, 2015

Revised Story Telling. {Poem}

the game of life

In Time, Satisfactory overtones of

Melodic indiscretion will gather the
Spare change of society and
Rise up through human diplomacy to
END this unnecessary criminal brutality

Pierced nations of young hooligans
Twerk and jerk the night away
As the government collects the
Evidence.

Super Sonic microfilms of history,
Paint pictures of a different story.
A time when things were black and white,
Preserved forever to a disk.

This world has been thrust into
My own personal ecological atmosphere.
Full of eagerness and personality while
Entering through my ears and
Slowly moving Focus South

Nothing like the monotony of these times
Past visions more vivid and clear.
Examining this inner scope
Kaleidoscoptically

House beats never change so
Pound on your Jungle drumset and
Thank you for drilling holes
In our brains

Sticks make the stickular
Drums make the drumular
Pipes make the pipular
Cymbals make symbolism

We’re all seeking spiritual fulfillment
In what WE think will work
Hoping to chase the right road
NEWS FLASH
There is no right road
Life is just what it says

Life

Four letters grouped together once

To explain or not explain everything
It’s a Bored Game—Lighten Up

Give us something to search for and
Teach us how to perfectly
Relay this scrambled puzzle of
Poetic Justice with as few words
As possible.

Every human needs an outlet
To register their soul’s progression
In the End, No focus or function

-Dead-

Right Now, I’m talking to you.

 

 

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Author: Ken Sammons

Editor: Renee Picard 

Image: Fabian Bromann at Flickr 

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