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Poetry

Humanity

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A hungry wolf 
with good table 
manners and 
a bottomless 
stomach.

A species 
suspended
in the childhood 
of awakening.

A beam of sunlight 
on the verge 
of a nervous 
breakdown. 

Some very 
good people 
with some very 
bad leaders.

An assembly 
line of cells 
and genes.

A carnival
rube playing
a rigged game.

A teenage God 
having a bad
mushroom trip.

A rescue dog 
afraid of 
its own 
shadow.

Siblings 
who fight 
because 
it’s a family
tradition.

Our own 
worst enemy.

Suicide 
in the form 
of genocide.

An innocent 
woman burned 
at the stake 
for witchcraft.

The right
hand blaming
the left hand
for the body’s
genetic pain.

Consciousness
disguised as 
matter.

The universe 
learning to
love itself.

A crying baby 
with delusions 
of grandeur 
and ambitions 
of world 
domination. 

An eagle 
with a broken 
wing. 

The heart 
under attack 
by the mind. 

Oneness 
broken into 
duality. 

A homeless
man vomiting 
at the foot of 
a billionaire.

The nauseous
womb of our
technological 
future. 

An energy 
whose borders 
are illusory. 

An advanced 
education for 
brave souls. 

A baby fawn 
walking across 
a busy highway. 

A school play 
where some 
of the actors 
take their roles 
a little too 
seriously.

Both Judas 
and Christ.

Baby Krishna 
and Death, 
destroyer 
of worlds.

A caravan 
of blind explorers 
arguing over 
a map they 
cannot see.

Awareness 
lost inside 
of thought.

A flickering 
candle inside 
a dark room.

The scream 
of a poet 
into the 
void.

The distant 
ancestor of 
a noble tribe 
whose history 
has been 
forgotten.

A group 
of refugees
who gave up 
our magic 
in exchange 
for paper 
money.

An ape 
who saw 
too much.

Many vibrant 
and distinct shades 
of the same great 
rainbow.

A jazz band 
with seven billion 
solos playing 
at the same time.

The vision 
of a genius 
dulled by 
medication.

The rerun 
of an old 
television show 
that we watch 
again and again 
because we
can never 
quite learn 
the lesson.

The sickness 
and the cure.

The eternal debate 
between the 
mathematician 
and the artist.

An fuzzy
channel 
of cosmic
inspiration.

A fallen angel 
who must repay 
her debt before 
returning home.

The multi-faced 
servant 
of a single truth
bowing in many 
different 
directions.

A collection of 
broken pieces 
trying to come 
back together.

The thing 
standing between 
the light and 
the shadow.

A comedy 
that looks 
like a tragedy 
until the very 
end.

James McCrae