They make us feel
that we owe them our existence
that what we are today
is us, because they made
us
bird that know how to fly
men who know how to fish
ordinary men rising to power
now in the pedestals
of importance....
i see it differently
we owe them nothing
we are here
because we made them
exist too...
we work hard to be what we are.
no one owes anybody.
seeing it differently now
because i am free.
These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
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