Nomadic Circles Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Nomadic Circles

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Nameless through prehistory man roamed
Over plains, savannahs, steppes, Time’s flow
Marched on unheeded till he learned to sow
And settle down in dwellings tented, domed.
Dragons disappeared. Hair neatly combed.
Iron tamed. The seas explored. And, so
Creation fired creation - ‘will to know’
Conquered false fears and dogmas as man homed
In on Nature's sequenced chromosomes.
Ruin: pollution, global warming, throw
Certainties to the wind, flow to and fro.
Life’s paradigm shifts, leaving most coxcombs.
Each decade new knowledge doubles while
Selfish expansion puts mankind on trial...

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