Barless Cages

Such minuscule reality instinctively understands

Man's fickleness abounding,

his pointing restless fingers

but capricious appetite for superiority never satiated.

Where comes such blinding hubris

making our barless cages so ubiquitous?

Shrugging

The ant continues to carry

minuscule bounty as daily sustenance,

collective acquisition as perpetual testament,

accepting so simply Time's

moment by moment eternity.

Still…

There's insistence

on territorial imperative,

Man's defensive lines created for

insect,

fish,

foul,

beast and ourselves.

Demanding there be distinction

of land,

of mind,

of spirit.

But lest we forget…

Just as sands drift

from mountains once proud,

so too evolution

creates all changes.

Beginning malleable,

then edificial,

then erosional,

until eventually non-existent,

occasioning new genesis.

And we

Powerless to determine the course of cosmic movement,

like mercury in free-fall,

can but dream wraith-like,

while Time alone

makes ready the next struggle to survive.

Fearful we wait

Even as our simple ancestral lineage,

the rat,

cockroach,

and ant,

peer out from the miniature cave openings of yesterday

and ponder the question for today's iteration of goliaths.

Will they too repeat the

cages without bars?

Will they ever seek the revelation of Freedom:

limits lived honestly?