Gregory Allen Uhan

Rookie - 0 Points (December 24,1987 / Warren, Michigan)

A Return To Primitive Roots - Poem by Gregory Allen Uhan

So much natural-open-land
marked off limits
along American interstate freeway

America when were you ever open to the public?
Was your agenda ever transparency?
What about democracy?

Where is this mythical land of the free?

standard institutionalized mad house
scatological specimens of spectral studies
automated dogma propagated patriotic propaganda
societal progress cliff dive perpetuation

They filled our heads with so many dark delusions
glorified devil and vice gave us greed in place of bread
lulled us to sleep with star spangled anthems of war
dug the grave of truth and virtue
built the iron temple of I atop
the hollowed green of God

May no more faith further-hence
be invested in industry's false icons

Let ours be an age defined by
intellectual imagination
technological innovation
aimed to awaken awe-inspiring
spiritual transformation

an age defined by our bio-duty
preserving earth's natural diversity
an age ushering universal-planetary-unity

a return to primitive pre-industrial roots
tendril souls grown under ge's gentle tender guidance
planetary partnership reviving the feminine touch
humanity revivified in the prenatal ecstasy
returning to Great Green Goddess's symbiotic womb

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Comments about A Return To Primitive Roots by Gregory Allen Uhan

  • Rookie - 63 Points Eric Cockrell (7/27/2012 3:47:00 PM)

    we are born to the wind and rain, and spend all of our lives seeking to return home!
    great thoughts! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 31, 2012


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