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© 2011 by Ronald L. Murphy, Jr.
You are the wild Untamed Uncivilized Personified You are a green man With Long black hair A dancing satyr On huge clumsy feet Impressions In the mud In the mind Smell Seeping Creeping through the ages Touching The bestial In humanity Jungian You exist In two worlds One of trees Tangled vegetation One of living grey Mired In the mind Traveler Through time And place Haunting The spaces In between Sasquatch Skunk ape Missing link What do you think? | What do you think Of this Human race And its trace Etched In your world That we poison And choke Cut And bleed Raze the woods To pave a road Pull down Mountains With greedy Machines And erect Artificial Wal-Mart hills A ridge of Strip malls Shopping carts Herded Like deer In metal stalls Your call Silent Laconic Mountain giant Watch As we Destroy That which We can So run and | Hide Far away In memory In folk tale Carved In totem poles And spoken of With indigenous tongues But don’t live Where we can See you MoMo Oh-mah Bushman Catch him If you can You are a Scream in the Night Stay out of sight Woods Devil Prowler in the Forest Nuk-luk Wendigo Where would You go So that we Could not find you? Skookum Wookie Big Elder Brother Of some other mother Run for cover And don’t Look back. |
Ron Murphy, an English alum from Pitt, has done graduate work in history at IUP. An actor, playwright, and Indiana Players board member and the father of four, he thanks his understanding wife because he writes in the wee hours. ronaldmurphyjr@yahoo.com
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