
To the East at morning
OLN (Open Link Night) at dversepoets.com is always an interesting read of poetry. No prompts, the poets pick what they will post there. That’s Thursday, after 3pm.
FOOD CHAIN
Are we really
At the top of the food chain
Or is this the conceit
Of humanity
Hit over the head with theology
And the further conceit
That Mankind has
Dominion- Over- the- Earth?
I see a bit of a food chain,
But it blurs when reality comes close.
Yesterday, the Coroner dragged a body bag
Out of the woods and over the rocks.
A homeless man died in those woods
The fox and worms and unknown things
Had at him.
He was light as a feather,
Inconsequential, probably never more
In the eyes of most while he breathed.
He must have been.
It took only one man to drag
Him like so much garbage
To the van in the street,
Bumping him over the pavement,
knocking his bones against the curb.
So….the food chain
Gets blurred, confused
In the light of actual life.
And those who say that we are the wisest
The most intelligent–
Still allow their species to die in the cold,
To rot yards from their warm houses
To be fed upon by wildlife
Who are waiting for our stupidity
To reveal the real food chain that exists
Under our noses.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2018
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