The Thinker Who Facepalmed - Poem by Waseem Sherif
I have heard of a thinker
a man that seems
in search for an answer
bearing the world on his shoulders
he had to sit down
to contemplate further
They said Rodin is his maker.
honestly I don't care.
sometimes the creation
is more important than the creator
He looks down; He thinks far
far beyond his time
and into our modern scars:
the current state of our minds,
a collective degradation,
money and fame, the new divine.
Images of the modern bane
golden teeth and drooling mouths
vacant eyes, a veil of shame
Poor thinker, now full of qualms
it seems to me all he did
was his version of a facepalm.
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