he came out of africa with a secret weapon; the greatest tool in man’s arsenal…his mind. and with every generation he leaves his ancestors further behind. surrounding himself in laughter and gloating; bathing himself in arrogance. with time he hones his intellect to a sharp, fierce, deadly point. each revolution round the sun accelerates change exponentially. peering into a microscope he searches the intricacy of yesterday for the promise of tomorrow. his mind opens up and shuts down simultaneously. the past gets ground down and the future is never found.
Yea, people think they're so damned smart :-)
I hope I understood it the way you meant it but I'm aware that my pessimistic take on the "evolution" of humanity may of colored my view of your work. The point is, I enjoyed reading it. The poem took me on a flash journey through the evolution of wo/man.
Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)
Reviewed on September 12, 2004
Hmm. If that is a description of a human being, I sort of feel sorry for him!
Like the pic.
Very profound, Sara! ...An exceptional write, Dear Poet! This is a very intriguing topic and you have summed it up very well! The graphic is a stunning addition! Thank you for sharing this.
Cynthia
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on August 27, 2004
Fantastic, Sara! You've encapsulated humans, life, itself with brevity of word and magnitude of breadth. I kept thinking "now THIS is how it's done!" Profundity is yours, entirely! This one will linger... katy xox.
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I hope I understood it the way you meant it but I'm aware that my pessimistic take on the "evolution" of humanity may of colored my view of your work. The point is, I enjoyed reading it. The poem took me on a flash journey through the evolution of wo/man.
Like the pic.
Cynthia
Take care Tinka