Because You Don't Read Poem by James McLain

By now most of you are only thinking
about your survival!
Having no money and what to do with your children.

After all where you live sucks
and only now you are beginning to realize your dead.

Unable to read and understand from
the beginning:
those whom can't read will begin to flee
in every wrong direction.

Verily thus,
you think history is boring and philosophy is stupid.

Ancient women whom made their men,
to write on the wall's of their damp fire pit caverns
to leave you
an example of the life you didn't like
and climbed out and up from.

Because you would rather just sit and watch
Cop's and Judge Judy
instead of diving head first,
into the brain
of another man or a women in an attempt
to better understand
how the world really work's all around you.

Instead of reading Shakespeare,
you go to the zoo and watch the chimpanzee type out
the grapes of wrath and all that men knew before.
Brought to you and made available through Jerry Springer.

Because most of you are trapped in a world
that your God made
and how your perceived by those all around you
and only to be by your neighbors turned in and killed.

You are unwilling
to ask this childlike simple question,
What if it's all over the world the lie of those few.

And accept the possibility that maybe you are only,
alive in reality of some unknown child, in some other world,
and that's just maybe, because you don't read.