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Duped By The Present

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Can we afford to only look ahead?

Monday, August 31, 2015


Poem Artwork
Duped By The Present
by Odin Roark

When time looks around,
ancient, yet so new, is the thrust of the caveman's spear,
the flood of his primal wail
echoing through the narrow memory of mind.

Yet…

The "we" who walk with false pride of modern man,
losing daily the value of remembrances,
blinded by present and future as something more than the past,
flail in the quandary of “where did I come from?”

We who might never again appreciate yesterday's language
on the rocks,
walls,
parchment paper,
video screens and
holograms of now.

We who stand dismayed, wondering
why does progress often choose to forget,
for are we not but struggling cavemen,
buried deep inside our own modern vanity,
always looking around outside,
even as today’s reality rushes by,
soon to become yesterday.

Listen…

Inside,
the whispering remembrance is begging,
even as the hourglass trickles time...

away.
 


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Reviewed by Ronald Hull
Reviewed on September 1, 2015
You certainly got me thinking. We certainly are isolated from our roots in our highly dependent societies, now situated firmly in unsustainable cities that continually seek higher and glorious achievements in pushing the realm of reality. This portends the fear that we have lost what it means to be at the source of our existence.

That fear may be unfounded if I compare my childhood education with what is available to young people today, I am amazed at how far we've come in understanding our roots. In my youth, we knew little of dinosaurs. Today's children at a very early age, learn all about them. Cavemen were caricatures in cartoons and Neanderthals were the only early man that we know of and they were considered brutish half human, akin to gorillas who we thought were also dangerous. Survival was taught in Boy Scouts but not encouraged with camping being supplemented with all the latest 20th-century gear. Today, survival reality shows abound, even helping a young boy survive after a plane crash recently. Biblical myths held everyone tightly in control in my youth. Young people today tend to be free from all those restrictive tenets joining the Global Village of the Internet.

I remain optimistic that, while societies grown old and useless, will be discarded, humankind will go on to as Arthur C. Clarke declared, "expand exponentially throughout the universe."

Ron

Reviewed by Jansen Estrup
Reviewed on September 1, 2015
I hear it, too, Odin - louder as I get closer to my return to the cave and that riverman, or is it riverwoman?

Reviewed by ChrisTopher Stone
Reviewed on August 31, 2015
A primal, instinctual begging as time passes. It is amazing how true these words, verses are...

Thanks,
Chris


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