born into the aristocracy
with nothing to do
but shoot-up between the toes
reading books
with nothing to aspire to
riding horses
over rolling green fields
full of daisies
boredom
is the enemy
with no stairs to climb
no surprises
at the top
and just below
is the bureaucracy—
a strata of sludge
where “average” people
fight for position
like wild dogs
ripping at the spine
to break the back
you can’t trust a hungry animal
they are all one-eyed jacks
the poor don’t have a chance
hard work
won’t wash away the dirt
Why am I telling you this?
Wisdom only goes so far
the nature of man is too deep to know
He deludes himself
by believing
that he knows himself
There is an animal in there
that wants to eat
its way out
it’s mean
it sleeps, but
when it wakes up
it will do just about anything.
Intellectual Shaman 
Thanks for sharing this poetry. Let’s follow our blogs. Anita
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I wish I could, sincerely, but wordpress has messed with my blog. I can’t follow anyone. I haven’t been able to for over three years. The happiness engineers are not making me happy.
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A pretty bleak description of what passes for too many peoples’ lives, including mine at various times in my past.
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Yes! Thanks for reading Eclectic Music Lover!
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