Histhorrified Poem by shimon weinroth

history is wasted, crucified by quantity
electrocuted. individuality and identity
old wives' tales lost to posterity
eye, has witnessed change of scene

I scream from a poet's ironic tower
searching for attention, create another dimension
arty imagination, solopsistic view, nature gone awry
in the field of electronics, sailing upon the waves
history, come apace, looks me in the face
did you know in days of olde there were not as many
some were often crueler than history