A Tangled Perspective
A Poem About the Cages of Life
Hunting, fishing, working with living things,
Are examples of values
Largely lost,
And unfortunately escape,
Our Urbanised lives.
We’re afraid to touch it — or lose control,
To embrace the great wide open and
To leave the offices payroll.
In our oh so brilliant,
Urbanised lives!
Like captive mink, bred in ‘humane cages,’
Working longer hours for ‘The Don’
Just to increase our personal wages.
Surely it’s an oxymoron
which will carry on extending, through the ages.
But where has our wild side gone?
Would we even survive?
Life and death outside of our urbanised lives?
“That’s what we call the Superblanket,”
Just plodding on — taboo after taboo.
Furs and animal skins being embraced,
But there are some protestors who
Let us know about our own disgrace.
About the Creator
Tom Cartledge
I love to write, talk, and occasionally listen. Expect all-sorts of stuff from travel writing; booze related rambles; my wondering mind & wandering words streaking across your page, often in too verbose a manner.
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