Saturday, December 17, 2011

Wrong Awakening - A poem

Wrong Awakening

Tower reflect human spirits

As objects
Trees crowded out
By buildings
Human minds connected
To machines

Metamorphosis of meaning
Dissolution of spirit
Metropolis of decay

Trapped within their own creations
Even in sleep she cries out for release

Bright clouds bring hope for your escape
Concrete cracked by unseen armies
Roots of trees patiently strangle
Machines that were wrongly awakened
Freedom arrives slowly

© 2011 Desert Dreamer

Poem inspired by the artwork shown titled "Wrong Awakening" by Peter Gric.

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