Kingdom Animalia

Poem

Examining my bare-bones
I am human 
employing fundamental
threefold tones
in homophones
I mourn, this morne morn

homo sapien sapiens
left the garden 
long ago 
to grow 
grains 
which rot 
the teeth

I spit out 
the mouthwash
of grief

for did I willingly 
gargle this elixir?
forsaking freedoms forgotten

alliteration 
picked
as cotton
mark the slavery 
to sedentary
lifestyle 

we’re so quick
to observe 
as progress
process
that turned 
free people’s
into peasantry

we 
hominids of Kingdom Animalia
necking the tonic 
shed fur
for suit and tie
but, still
I 
long to sit by a fire -

ashes of burning desire 
paint the skin
from within. 

© Darius the Mate 07-02-2022