Laurence Overmire


Progress - Poem by Laurence Overmire

We
Westernized thinkers, strive in the noblest
Airs of our endeavors
To make this a better world, but
We don’t see the world is already
Perfect as it is, without the intrusion
...of Man

We
Corrupt and destroy, pollute
Contaminate, use
Our mass consumption, the slow
Devouring of our own
Souls
Still believing in the shame of

Our
Nakedness, apples left uneaten on
Sour trees, never ripe enough
To be picked.



(Previously published in PRIVATE International Review, No.38, Sept 2006)


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 10, 2008



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