Genre: Society, Human Issues, Common Sense
Anthropoapoptosis
by Joesry F. El Hebieshy
Every matter that deals with ideals
Can expect to fail a great deal
Annealed errors as it yields
Yet obsolete systems it
might seal
Philosophies are to seeds
What compost is to mind
Good and wicked seeds
In one pot intertwined
Water this garden
With time and emotion
And watch them grow
In slow motion
Entangled branches
Colorful leaves
The lush fruits of creativity
And those few bad seeds
Yes, the stinking spores
Will germinate too
Weeding them out
Is up to you
Wise were the druids
To continuously prune
The dry twigs of dogma
Long ‘fore the harvest moon
When fundamentalism comes into play
Both good and bad are allowed to stay
Leaving the ideal critically unreviewed
A system unwilling to be renewed
Defending ideas such as these
That have the agility of trees
The full force of death
Will be reprimanded
How dare you mandate
What cannot be demanded?
What reason could justify?
Why choose to be inept?
When we owe our survival
To our ability to adapt
If only you would open your eyes
Don’t let obduracy mark your demise
Like a suicidal germ
Anthroapopotosis
Is my diagnosis
I hereby coin the term
By Joesry F. El Hebieshy
25/3/2014
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