The Bane Of Humanity
Poem by Michael Walkerjohn
never lasting … lasting as
in forward moving, not becoming
buried in rubble; ceasing to be remembered
visible only after ‘being rediscovered' thousands
of years after; expressing trinkets and burials
waste, and pestilence, woe; and curiosity.
Not much at all to be further mentioned
about what is shown to be truth … any
society, developed from materialistic
characteristics have in their times …
so become, the bane of humanity.
Aksum, Kush, Yam, Xiongnu, Greco-Bactria, Yuezhi, Mitanni
Tuwana, Mauryan, Indo-Greek, Silla, Harappans, Sanxingdui
Nok, Etruscans... and a gazillion more... So, What the
phuuck is America? Next?
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