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by John Rockie Coppolella
Sunday, November 09, 2008
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Genocide of the human race is rapidly approaching, as we passively assist in our own demise.
Evil, selfishness, and corruption in the heart of man threaten us all.
To do nothing would bring about a most horrendous end to the civilized world.
To ignore the truth and imply otherwise, would be to suspend all laws of physics, and to invalidate the universe as we know it.


Babies born into a cauldron of fear,
Suffer fiery darts to the soul.
Scalded children make angry adults,
Spewing forth hatred like a ghoul.
Human cattle cross a river of death,
Quaking, the thundering herd groans.  
Waters boil with black-hearted rage,
Piranhas pick clean our bones.
"Hello!" I cry to a ghastly crowd, 
"Ye skeletons are so enslaved!"
Hollow-eyed skulls turn and stare blankly back,
Holocausted from birth to the grave.
Toiling, we sweat to gain our bread,
Laboring till we breath our last breath,
Robber barons impunitiously steal our wealth,
Impecunious ghosts we die a pauper's death.
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Reviewed by Regis Auffray 7/3/2010
A stark and yet very real prognosis, Rockie. Your poem reminds me of the movie, "The Matrix." Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler 1/12/2009
On one level, this is the stark reality of life here on earth, but on another level, this temporal existence is a whiff of smoke in an infinite and eternal experience. I'm inclined to see that though they die as infants they are free of this worlds darkness and abide in perfect peace in heaven. Their treatment here, though despicable is brief and the King of Kings has the final word and the devil looses. Their souls are free of pain and sorrow now and forever.
Blessings J'nia
Reviewed by m j hollingshead 12/25/2008
thought provoking read
Reviewed by Gene Williamson 11/11/2008
Sadly, Rockie, your stirring and pasionate words tell it like it is.
One way to begin to save the babies is to cure the ignorance of the world. How many babies have been lost in the time it has taken me
to write these few words? You're a good man, Rockie. -gene.
Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK 11/10/2008
I Always Said How Far We've Come Technologically -But You We're Still Living Like Bunch Of Animals...

Human Cattle---Right On...

Reviewed by Charlie 11/10/2008
Your poem is spot-on, and powerfully put. Somehow we've politicized the issue though. There is nothing political about it.

Life should have meaning. We're given every opportunity to give it just that. But for some reason, to some it seams easier to just drudge away--to be carried by the current tide of worldly wisdom/acts like driftwood in a human sea. Real meaning comes from knowing yourself well enough to know your own convictions, and then to stand by them come hell or high water-- to STAND for something. You then are a bridge, not the cattle who cross it.

When life has meaning, daily acts are not just drudgery, because they are not our main focus. That shifts to family, your mission in life. If you think you have none, then people, GO AND GET ONE! They're free. Choose one, and go.

As for some of the comments below: Our enalienable rights, as stated in the Declaration of Independence, are: LIFE, LIBERTY, and the PERSUIT OF HAPPINESS. Really, it's all about living LIFE to its fullness then. I choose LIFE! --Charlie
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 11/9/2008
How truly sad and emotionally touching this piece is, bringing to light the injustices that still linger....

Be always safe,
Reviewed by 000 000 11/9/2008
It seems the worlds wants perfection....even in the babies. Those whom seem not so are cast away-then the person has another baby. This deep sad writing tells the truth of our times.
Reviewed by Rose Rideout 11/9/2008
Rockie this is a sad topic as my heart breaks for all babies, Thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose
Reviewed by Andre Bendavi Benyehu (Reader) 11/9/2008

I have enjoyed the reading of "Humanimals" for its outstanding poemization, imagery, symbolism and message.

I salute You, Poet.

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce 11/9/2008
I sympathize with the babies that are being born into fear and suffering: starvation, abuses - some were severly abused into death.

All babies should be born because somebody wants to love and cheerish them; but if brining innocent babies into the world against one's wishes and then allow the babies to be hurt and abused is not my cup of tea. All children deserve to have parents to love them and not living in fear.

Sandie Angel :o(
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