Materialism Poem by Mario Enrique Rios Muniz Pinot
Materialism
Is it, what I am, who is, who I am,
Could it be who I am what is what I am,
The red heart pumps push and squeeze
Muscle, they pull but just let go
Electrical messages along neurons
And I want to lift my arm and protest
The brain and thoughts and mind,
I am that I am or yam, my bones like stones
I like dancing with Carravagio
Looking at my shadow
I do not need anything else.
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4/25/2024 1:13:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love your poem...you are so brave to boldly go where so many are afraid to go or are unable to, I mean that in a not mean way.