The Teak Forest

[chipped2003]

Take a Number


I’m more than a dot,
On life’s timeline,
Transversing space,
With my soul, not mind.
More than a number,
Absorbed in a stat,
Above demographics
And marketing acts.
Lies beget lies,
A fictional fact,
Thoughts remain stagnant,
Reflexes react.
Bombarded by words
Only poets revered,
Once passionate words,
Become slogans for beer.
Our conscience unconsciously
Takes a back seat,
Our filter removed,
We gulp and don’t chew,
And gluttons continue to eat…
The wise gnaw the bone
For the marrow alone,
And take time to trim fat from the meat.