Allegorical Confusion

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Is the Allegory of the cave, our world? This poem seems to say that, or does it?

I was thunk-en with my thinker

About the state that we're in

Nations divided

By the greed of some men

Then lights came on

That led me to believe

That we've always been divided

By some sort of Creed.

 

So I thunk-ed some more

And came to the conclusion

We see what is familiar

Even dilution

Made up by some

Who want us to follow

The shadows they make

And their sounds, oh so hollow.

 

Where is it we dwell?

"The Allegory of the Cave"

Each captured group

Slave after slave

Prisoners of our eyes

And the things that we hear

Echo-chambers and dilutions

Spoon fed by fear.

 

But, when blinded by reality

(Things out of our view)

We stay where it's safe

Where no shadow is new

Where all that's required

Is to stay in our cave

Listening to the echos

Meant for a slave.

 

 

JE Falcon

12-16-2020


Submitted: December 16, 2020

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hullabaloo22

Excellent thunking. .. err, thinking, JE. A real pleasure to read.

Wed, December 16th, 2020 9:43pm

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Thanks Hul.

Wed, December 16th, 2020 5:13pm

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