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Move Me Poetry

Monkeys Fighting

Photo by Levi Meir Clancy on Unsplash

Over dirt,
Over imaginary boundaries,
They fight and bite
One another
And others
Were simply just there.

These monkeys
Known no better
Their primitive brains and ways.
Cultured from the beginning
To fight, bite, kick, and spit.

One picks up a stone
Another picks up a stick;
Arguing, yelling, screaming —
Competing over who has the stronger

It’s sad…
They miss their true
To take those items,
These tools,
And together
Rebuild the world
They have broken.

But, they won’t —
They can’t. You see
They are primitive

With their stones and sticks
They will keep on
Fighting, biting, kicking, and screaming
Over silly things that
Fight over.

Imaginary lines
Imaginary identities
Imaginary gods and faiths

Around and around
They will go —
Monkeys killing monkeys
Everything and everyone
Is broken

We believe ourselves to be the gods of this world; the rulers of all that is land and sea. That this planet has infinite resources, and can always adapt to our destructive ways. While not everyone is so forthcoming to war and hate, there are enough that apply these destructive ways; ultimately, hurting themselves and everyone in between.

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Clancy, L. M. C. (2020, February 5). Grayscale photo of concrete houses [Photograph]. Unsplash.



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Writer, poet, blogger, promoter of fellow artists, and drinking a healthy 32 cups of coffee per day! INFP — T (AF!); Chaotic Neutral FTW!