American Pain (VIDEO)
“But where can wisdom be found?
And where is the place of understanding?
Man does not know the way of it,
And it is not found in the land of the living.
The deep says it is not in me.
It cannot be gotten for Gold
And silver cannot be weighed as its price.”
Job 28:12-15
American Pain
The Cayuga river caught fire
Heating up brands that tattooed
Our psyche then burned it to ashes.
Monkey monarchs challenged
The existence of red feathered dawn
And left it dead in its bed.
“Where can wisdom be found?”
The deep says it is not in me.”
American pain rises and falls
On interstate arteries
That clog and freeze
And refuse to flow.
Pain spreading like lichen
Handcuffing all attempts
At an anodyne from the pill mills.
Pain running in herds
Pain blooming on lawns
Pain barking loud
Behind chain link.
Pain that makes us fight whatever is in front of us.
“But where is wisdom to be found?”
“It cannot be gotten for Gold.”
We never saw the hand slip
In and pick our pocket
Stealing the last silver bullet
From the gun that gave us the primal wound.
We never heard the demand to unzip the ape suit
And listen to higher yearnings.
Instead we are standing in line
On the One hundred and forty fourth floor
Of the Tower of Babel
Joining raining millionaires
In lemming logic.
Dodged by the reigning billionaires.
“But where is wisdom to be found?”
“Man does not know the way of it.”
by Joshua Kight
January 22, 2018
VIDEO CREDITS
Produced by ArtProfiler.com
Engineered by Randi Turkin
Read by Nicole Jeffords
Music – Estampes La soiree dans Grenade by Debussy
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