THE WITCH OF TIME UNLOCKS AND OPENS THE GOLDEN CASKET
Leaping up from its cave; Plato's shadow groans
Holding Pericles's shield it watches in amazement,
As Dickens's urchins sup on the wise man's bones.
Plato, – why did your mighty mind put Athens in a rage?
You were a mathematician, philosopher visionarey...
Socrates died, leaving your intellect to tower over all...
Every city-state's ideals since then bear your visage.
Plato, your children frenetically attend the crops,
Caring for a harvest of good virtues to make daily bread.
Weeds of vice grow in unattended mental plots,
Sickles prune entangled vines of ignorance in your stead...
Ethically, – having not learned anything, – our arrogant
Scientist's super-bugs eat us alive, as we struggle to achieve
The future that you, Plato did wisely teach us and envision.
Our clueless fantasies intermingle with the ideas of a dancing
Godless, supercharged reality, religions of law, medicine,
Sports, and Evolutions police our myopic visions.
Society's child stands blind, deaf and dumb in the path,
As pachyderms of chaos and greed stampede, while we – zombies
Encircle the boiling black cauldrons of enchanting witches –
That call, danger, lying in wait; attacks our witless souls,
That stumble too close and fall blindly into the melting-pot...
Our children weep, as vast portions of the past remain
Unresolved, awaiting Plato's sunrise of prudence for us all
I wish for it to happen NOW!
but we circle over it again and again...
What a provoking Poem "Plato's Shadow" I love reading you, and learning from your inner light, as I do! OPEN up to YOU! and your poetry, teachings and knowings...
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Hugs, Purple Lady Passion, SHEExooo
P.S. I'm glad I "finely" did gravitate to your word/YOU/ and your spacial existence, or was it fate...
Regis
A most thoughtful composition.
Georg
Ahhhhhhh! History repeats itself.
Pizzaman
Here I understand what it means when one says: Don't mistake, Free Verse is not a composition without verse, grammar, and honor to the language. Free Verse is a composition not subjected to rhyme and metrics, but that flashes up all that Poetry glows in art and science.
"Plato's Shadow" sings wisely.
In respect and admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Sheila
Well written and conceived verse
Always my love!
In Christs Love
Michelle~