Matter The Essence Of Consciousness Poem by Alfredo Jacques
Matter The Essence Of Consciousness
Over excessive society,
Underdeveloped minds.
Grouped groups, linked
Produced in modes, suffocating
In their consciousness. Fear
Of the self righteous, The many
Determine the one.
Social disorder
Conjured
By a thought, felt by all.
I have seen chivalry beaten and left
For dead, “sleepwalkers” corrupting
Youths, scared to look back, a time of
Deadbeat parents and lost
Souls. I know more than I care to admit.
This world that beckons,
Euthanasia.
difficult theme, well-handled, steeped in erudite flavor but concise and not overly generalized. great read, Alfredo. I've spun the political philosophy pieces but most lie in piles of unfinished bits, so kudos for your work. -Tailor
Strong feelings in your poem. A look at the nightly news can have one feeling this way that is for sure. But I am sure things can change for the positive in time. Just have to keep optimistic and keep being peaceful in our corners of the world. Sincerely, Connie Webb
Alfredo, the imagery is pristine. The opening lines just captured me completely. Over excessive society, Underdeveloped minds. Beautiful write my friend. Top Marks from me. Thanks for guiding me to it. David
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I would like to translate this poem
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There is a great joke or philosophical cleverness which may be made of the closing line, but this warrants no such mischief. You have stated our time concisely and with economy. Those who bury time capsules, need only bury this. GW62