The wounded ape...

Long and hard has been his walk,
From lush valleys and verdant forests,
To the present-day concrete jungles,
Hell-holes, all of them...

Many have been the grievous wounds the ape received,
And continues to receive,
As he marches on to his nadir,
The almost-darkness that has befallen,
Homo sapiens, sapiens...

From the first bottle of milk his tender lips embrace,
To the first apple he sinks his teeth into,
To the first steak he devours as a proud and hungry young man,
He is wounded by hormones, antibiotics, pesticides, herbicides, fungicides and insecticides,
The assault continues with the irradiation of food,
And now, he faces a new nightmare,
"Frankenfood", otherwise known as genetically modified ‘food’ fit only for Mary Shelley's character Frankenstein and the monster he created...

Let’s also not forget the deep and almost incurable mental, emotional, psychological and spiritual trauma,
Inflicted on him by a desperately black and dragon-hearted group of nth-degree satanic beings, hell-bent only on worshipping the almighty dollar and multiplying it by spilling the innocent blood of all in sight...

On the beaches, in homes, in restaurants, I watch in utter despair,
As once-beautiful, healthy babies now in their middle ages,
Have been turned into unsightly, obese and disease-ridden blobs of rotting flesh,
Ripe pickings for a brutal ‘big-pharma’, dedicated to anything but natural, vibrant health,
Interested only in the obscene profits to be made from milking the savings of fear-laden, injured souls, seeking some relief from their many wounds,
By peddling them toxic products, designed only to mask the symptoms and cure... nothing...,
Fattening the already bloated purses of Wall-Street sharks...

The wounds are endless, for both the male and female of the species,
School, false higher education, society and trendiness, banksters, credit cards and mortgages, taxes, prisons for profit, etc., etc. ad nauseam...

Will the wounded ape ever receive lasting healing...???
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
a fellow wounded-ape and a tired healer...

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Ladybee42
wounds inflicted by mindless signatures to mindless documents.
who would ever have thought that a smatter of ink would steal
so many futures. you think long, hard and deeply of these things earlgrey. sounds like you need to rest some.
hug bouquet bouquet
Earlgreytea
Thanks, and you're right, LadyB, I am tired...
caroljoyce
Well penned lament. Earl, friend, yet it is all our/their own responsibility, in its entirety; you vividly describe the empty, joyless desolate perils of our separation. A meaningless world..yet,' nothing real can ever be threatened...nothing unreal exists.'
Cure= atonement (at-one-ment).


'Unreal city, under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many
sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled. and each man fixed his eyes before his feet.' ( T.S Elliott)

comfort hug
Earlgreytea
Hey, Carol, thanks for your words, as usual, you hit the nail on the head, somehow, though, although we're all one, and i know it, i still as you say 'lament' our plight, Neale Donald Walsch in his 'Conversations with God', wrote how that there is a way for us to learn without suffering, by looking at our hitory and learning from it, well, dont we have enough history, last century alone over 160 odd million souls were anihilated by war alone, hell, this existence is meant to be fun, and play, wish there was a heck of a lot more of it and less suffering...
love and light...
hedistuff
thank you earlgrey....'men will lie on their backs, talking about the fall of man, and never make an effort to get up' - thoreau....'what then in the last resort are the truths of mankind? they are the irrefutable errors of mankind' - nietzsche....'the salvation of mankind lies in making everything the concern of all' - solzehnitsyn
Proudamerican100
What a profound poem.
sigh Sad isn't it. Sometimes in life I think you need a start over. And maybe we all need to just go back to the basics. Learn to love all over again. Starting with the earth that our feet is standing own.sad flower
gnj4u
Hi, Earlgreytea,
Self-inflicted wounds usually cause the most damage and take the longest to heal. It is truly sad what has been done to the earth, others and ultimately ourselves - usually in the name of progress.
Redex
All true, I am afraid for sanity sake I wear rose coloured specs,
Put into the pot when I can, and try to enjoy my specs.handshake cheers
Earlgreytea
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Earlgreytea
Hedi, thanks for your very apt quotes...
jazzy75
Earlgreytea - the power of healing rests in our hands...thanks for the insightful encapsulation. Your writing always brings me to a deeper understanding.hug
Earlgreytea
Thanks for your thoughtful comments Proudamerican...
Earlgreytea
Thanks for your insightful comments Massachusetts...
Earlgreytea
Paloma, Redex and Jazzy, thanks for your wonderful comments my friends...
lovecanbereal
The trouble is, that the Ape cannot control his numbers;- hence the wounds continue, both in frequency, and severity...
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