No matter how many statues of Clint Eastwood, Bill Gates,

Hugh Hefner, and Mike Tyson I destroy            they keep rebuilding them.


I’m climbing up a wooden watch tower approximately

60 ft tall settled on rolling grassy hills.

All around I can see

the fortresses that different men and women built. Some

more glamorous than others.

Ranging from sandstone to marble.

Many spend a lot of time painting, polishing, reinforcing

their walls, while neglecting what’s inside.

Whenever the ruler is conquered by invading forces,

the enemy always comes from

where they least expect:


From within.

The past.


Intermittently, a giant brown eagle with a golden beak

comes to take away a male or female of any age

in a wire cage.

A tribute so this beautiful and wealthy society can survive.

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