Knock, KnockA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoKnock, Knock and the new generation took a bow, and Who is leading this congregation of agate stones, shiny with little substance and flat, smooth initiative left at life's classroom's door "when will they ever learn" is sung outside the school of good intentions but the melody is harsh and out of sync with apathetic voices lazing on a beach somewhere drinking Budweiser's and hop scotching to a text message that says little and means less and the new generation's taking over as the song implies but I see nothing but barren landscapes of future, technology insulating us from the real world of touch and feel and zeal to emerge to engage to "rage against the good night" and find our day Aquarius is still waiting on us. erin-cilberto 11/22/21
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7 Reviews Added on November 23, 2021 Last Updated on November 23, 2021 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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