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The Repeating Story

From ancient Egypt

To Greece

To Rome

We blossomed

And then


Imploded


It’s a story

That repeats


It’s a beautiful world

And then

An ice age


It’s philosophy in Greece

And the famous collapse

Of the wise


It’s current America

As we sit back

With a beer

And a smoke

And watch it all come

Crumbling down

Around us


No one gets up from their couch

To help each other out

We just

Change the channel



It’s a story

As old as time


The ego

Consumes

And then

Assumes


It’s a little knowledge

And all of a sudden

We think we know a thing or two

When really it’s just

The birth of a new ego


Fatally flawed

Us hairless monkeys are

Staring into the eyes of the future

With the same road

In our rear view


The lines

zip by

As time

Zips by


7.2 billion me’s and you’s

And still

No one really knows

What’s true.


-C.H.


 
 
 

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