Poem -

Hierarchy

Hierarchy

Hierarchy.
Intellectual
hierarchy.
Sapiens
the wise.
To a
point.
Infinite
scale,
finite
knowledge,
achievement.
Self
impressed,
no
reason.
Big
dog,
small
pound.
Accumulated
wisdom
minuscule.
Negligible
on creation’s
scale.
Barely
out of
the trees.
Millennia
before
pure
knowledge
attainment.
Before
enlightenment.
Immature!
Perspective.
None!
Humility.
None!
Planet
ravaged
with
brutally.
Vicious
little
beasts.
Power
hungry.
Still tadpoles
in a
puddle.
Perhaps
soon to
dry up.
Puff of
smoke,
nothing
more
but a
squeak
in the
endless.
 

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Shaun Cronick

Thanks JP and this tells it how it is in the here and now, for will we ever truly educate ourselves and move on, to become as many wish an enlightened species or do we never learn, crash and burn and become extinct, to let the ants have a go and do a better job.
We evolved from the ocean and as you say we are-
'Still tadpoles in a puddle.
Perhaps soon to dry up.'

Something needs to change soon and for the better.
 Another thought provoker of a write JP and thanks for doing so.

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John Prophet

Hi Shaun,
thank you for stopping by and taking the time
for your kind read of my work.
JP

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N.J. Tomcatx

Very good--many great lines & makes some good points about humankind.

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Marion

How many wars around the world just in this century?...I doubt we will ever get out of the puddle John...I despair x

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John Prophet

Seems like we have a long way to go. 
Thanks for reading Marion.

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